So it turns out that my iPhone can get emoticons. I am unsure as to how this works, exactly, but my mate Higgins has informed me that knowledge will be imparted tomorrow night...
Bought a new book today by China Mieville. He is grand. If you haven't read anything by him, begin with the short story collection "Looking for Jake", and then progress to the first novel set in his unique and brilliant fantasy land of Bas Lag, specifically in the city of New Crobuzon, entitled "Perdido Street Station".
Hmm, what else... Ooh! Harry Potter is coming out, which is incredibly exciting.
Oh, right, I remember now. Last night (or this morning, if you want to be technical) at about 1.30am, I heard a bit of yelling and screaming and generic carrying on happening outside on the street. I peered out the window, but saw nothing. Now my dog, Ed, was a little excited by all the racket, and was trotting about. I went into the hallway to calm him down, and I heard a few more yells, and then a series of rather close, rather distinctive thumping. I looked out the window again, and saw nothing. I thought no more of it, until I mentioned it to Mum this arvo, asking if she had heard anything. She told me that a few thuds had woken her in the middle of the night, and that she'd gone back to sleep shortly after.
Anyway. I didn't sleep really well after that, so I had a nap this arvo. When I got up to go out, Mum comes into the kitchen (where I was drinking Iced Tea from the large bottle, earning me a rousing) and told me that the passenger door of her car bore footprints, a dent, and muddy footprints on the windows, where someone had tried to smash it.
Good grief?! I live in a nice suburb, a quiet place where this sort of rubbish just never seems to happen. So yeah. Weird. And annoying. And if it happens that you're reading this after trying to break into my mother's car, then shame on you. And, I have a really large sword beside the bed (not a euphemism, there's actually a katana there), so please come back and allow me to scare you witless.
Have a lovely evening.
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I went into the bookstore yesterday looking for "Perdido Street Station" and it's so HUGE! I think perhaps there was a bigger one that was equally as frightening...definitely a post HSC endeavor.
hahaha, yes, it is mammoth. even though it is brilliant, i am not finished it as of yet, and i have been reading it on and off for about 2 years. hehe. his writing is incredibly good, albeit a little thick at times.
And on a bit more of a shallow note, your title there, Jason Mraz?
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