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I haven't really posted much of late, as I've been writing a column for an online music magazine, Foxy Digitalis. You'll notice the awesome photo of the author - luckily I was able to take an awesome self-portait with my phone on the bus one day. ("You look like you're waiting for someone to kill you" - Foxy D. editor). (Luckily, the same Foxy D. editor was also able to crop the pic and turn it into black and white, making me look even more awesome). The piece is specifically designed to stir up a bit of controversy amongst the usually-benevolent and generally hippie-like underground music community; I'm waiting for the hate-mail to start. I also did a few short reviews of various albums; this is an old tendancy which, now resumed, is probably something I'll continue to do for a wee while.

I got absolutely wankered on Friday night, and as a result spent a large amount of Saturday in the bathroom, shivering and retching, or in bed - doing much the same. With immaculate timing, around 8am the road-gang - who've been making a nuisance of themselves in Aro Street for about 6 weeks - also began work outside my bedroom. Fortunately I was able to put to good use the transcendental meditation techniques I learned from Tibetan monks while we were imprisoned by the Chinese, and transcended my way back to an uneasy sleep; by the time I woke around 2 or 3, I could actually keep down liquid, food, paracetamol and codeine. By mid-evening I had recovered sufficiently to drink lots of beer and go to Paulie's birthday party, where I had an excellent time drinking more beer, inventing champagne cocktails (Jacob's Creek Chardonnay Pinot Noir Brut Cuvee, crushed raspberries and a large dash of 42 Below Feijoa vodka), eating Comtessa's insanely decadent cupcakes, and feeling like a hungover mutant.

Don't ever drink "lime"-flavoured Finlandia vodka. Especially don't ever drink about 1/2 a litre of it, after having drunk 2 huge martinis and a gin'n'tonic. I know I won't be.

Some miscellany:
1. We popped into Morocco one evening late last year, and it was shit. Utter shit. I take back everything nice I said about it.
2. No 42 Below linkage for fear of upsetting The Sifter.