complimenting someone on their pulchritude just does not sound flattering at all.
also, reflexively thinking of the antonym to every other word in the saturday paper might be a sign that you’ve done too many gre exercises for the week.

my sister sent me this image in an email entitled “only in india”. it’s too good not to share.

happy invasion australia day folks.

thanks muchly, encik boud, for the blogging equivalent of a poke in the side.
here goes:
1. what’s the total size of music files on your computer?
32.83 gigs (2268 songs), but i have a lot of cds unripped. these are just what i’ve been putting on the ‘pod and/or making cds for people with.
2. what is the [...]

on the way into the city to meet yen, traffic made our bus stop outside the wentworth hotel on philip street. through the window i saw a gentleman seated in the bar (or lounge, i’m not sure which it was) wearing a fedora hat. this made me smile, at which precise moment he looked up [...]

when you find yourself on the same sydney-bound flight as the japanese cycling army team, don’t be surprised when it takes you 2 hours after your flight lands to get your luggage. (is there really a whole bike in that flat rectangular box?)
welcome home, vincent. it’s good to have you back.

1: singapore, boxing day, late afternoon. i am at hwee yee’s place; she has kindly allowed me to use her computer and internet access so that i can book elliott a plane ticket to fly from bangkok to singapore the following day, and to clear the backlog of emails which have accumulated in my inbox [...]

or
omigodi’msohappytherearenowordskidkoalaiscomingbacktosydneyinfebruaryargharghargharghargh!
see for yourself.
sydney-siders, please join me now in a happy dance.

i walked out of the airport yesterday to be met by anna and faye wearing grins so big they were rivalled only by the smiley-face balloon anna proceeded to gift me with. as we walked out into the carpark the cool night air was a welcoming embrace.
at home, just as i’d yanked all my lugagge [...]