what would you do if you'd find a smashing subject line here?

i'm already having so much fun with facebook (still can't quite get over that name - is it a book made of faces [ -> hannibal lector], or is it a face covered with books [ -> simultanous reading excessively]).

in order to join a network a tad smaller than AUSTRALIA (cause, y'know, fyi australia is huuuuuge...), i have to name my uni. dude, i wrote 2 and a half sentences for my diploma in one whole fucking year. i don't think i have many friends there. 'sides, i'm a traveler and not here for studying. i feel uncared for.

and what's with facebook insisting on entering my real name? i'm a very private person, see. the name i finally picked, sue fortress (coughsilly,sally!cough), i chose because it's reeeemootely connected to my actual name and because i was drunk. mainly because i was drunk.


yes, you are quite right. thanks for telling me anyway.

i'm sure the fun everybody's talking about must be lurking somewhere. i just have to get to the point where i get to throw goats at someone. or camels. or can i just throw cows randomly into space?

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