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Sep 13, 2007 - 09:00 AM |
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Modem constipation alert |
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Second episode of Let's History is cancelled tonight, in its timeslot we have a new show.
I went into the city for a job interview today, an hour of trying to figure out what kind of smell was coming from the person sitting next to me on the train. It was like Guess Who, but Guess Smell. Does your smell wear glasses? What? But haha! They didn't tell me that the job in question would only last for four days. WHY WOULDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT EARLIER, YOU'RE SO HORRIBLE. The place was near the Royal Bioshock Gardens though, and the last time I went there was some crappy high school excursion to the art gallery next to it.
Walk on the grass, does this mean I can't walk on the path? Just the grass?
But this is difficult!
Here we are, there's some things! The Bioshock garden is HUGE. It seriously goes on forever, for all eternity. Just when you think you've escaped, no. My camera cannot capture this large amount of size.
This is from where we were just looking at, but LOOKING THE OTHER WAY. Complex! Let me tell you a stor-
WHOA, MUSHROOMS.
Now I have delicious style.
Another JPEG.
Let's go down here, where everything gets all blurry.
SEX + DEATH? What the fuck.
Oooooh.. what the fuck?
You can go for mini-bushwalks all through the place, you can't read the sign here because the angry sun is swooping, but it basically explains that you'll see some of Australia's exclusive flowers in action.
Like this. Then you continue on and reach deadly deadly man made walking contraptions again. But I felt like just making my own way through somewhere.
Oh ho ho, took off its bark all over the ground, this tree is ready for action! Then you keep goin-
NO!
Comment.
Yeah.. that.. that sure is beautiful alright. TETSUOOOOOOOOO.
Now we've reached something else!
But those all sound like good reasons to feed them to me. 
JESUS CHRIST
There's a small amount of water in the way, but the Bioshock garden also continues over there. I couldn't be arsed going that way!
Round here, to pointy house for singing about pies (trucks of them).
Drag racing trains are very fast, you either get the hell off the path or *SOUND EFFECT*
Ooooh my feet are sore.
No black people on bikes allowed at the Opera House, sorry.
UUUUUUUURRRRR UUUUUUUUUUHHAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRB. Let's climb!
I'm the first person to have climbed this mountain.
Wow that wasn't worth it at all, what a shit box.
Aww.
See? Now you don't ever need to come to Sydney, I've spoiled it all for you. LEFT C RIGHT C UP C DOWN C.
APEC fences. 
I have some more photos but
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Bye!
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