I am now wallowing the very very low depths of procastination-induced depression. You only feel totally helpless and somewhat like killing yourself when there are 3000 words to make up in 3 hours.
*help*
On a higher depth, I am now also the owner of an as yet unactivated Vodafone sim: 04XX 8XX X88.
On a lower depth, I think I can hear Dancing with the Stars on television. That's so Canberra...
[edit]: Speaking of which, Mike's photos of Canberra here. And mine, on my Flickr.
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