Thursday, May 26, 2005

terrible

I feel terrible after walking from Wattle Park/Bennettswood to work. About a half hour walk through pleasant undulating suburbia of the post-war predominantly housing commission variety. Not enough sleep (up until 12:30 writing reviews and lecture stuff, and up at 6 this morning).

I am not an Animal is actually just not that funny. It looks good, there are some good bits, but in the main it's just not that funny. Just not that funny.

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