Antons leaving --Nova..

OH YEAH Pee. Sss!!!: man, can't believe I almost passed up the opportunity
to really shame the socks off the scienceboy. **the following must be read
with the David Attenborough voice**

There are many a level of drunkeness as we all know: tipsy, giggly, sloshed,
nicely toasted, wasted, rat-faced, shit-faced, paraletic,
janelle-my-legs-don't-work-coopered, and then there is something quite
beyond all of that. A rare but spectacular phenomenon known as the
"speechless man o'science". Having drunk only vodka, whisky, beer and red
wine for no less than 9 1/2 hours solid the man o'science, a nocturnal being
in this state, fumbled with the "ow, aargh, oh maan" lock for the standard
45 mins before veritbly crashing through the undergrowth of the hall and
into the lounge- a communal habitation area. upon erecting himself into what
is imagined to be a quasi-normal position he proceeded to lock his ever so
muscular arms around the waist of the nearest housemate (me) in order to
engage in an act of... sign language. There are at presents no known names
adequate of representing this peculiar state- the state of simply being too
drunk to speak. However one cannot ever feel privleged enough at having
witnessed such a rare and wonderful event.


Tablet pc's rock.

New laptop!!!
l am writing this, using
a pen on the screen of
my new laptop. Its an
Acer and all l
can say is wow! It
can read my handwriting and
recognize my voice.