*removes glasses, rubs temples*

I'm at work.

There seems to be a world shortage of decent fics...Or anything interesting...On the internet. Seems like a black hole has started someplace along the line and sucked out everything of interest with it. I'm sad. Well, bored, actually.

Lol, the phone seems to only ring on every hour and half hour. I haven't had a phonecall at any other time. Kind of amuses me. But then again, I'm very easily amused.

Today is Australia day. I love a sunburnt country and all that jazz. I do adore my home country, I really do, but I'm not particularly militant about it. It's a good place to have grown up and it's a nice place to be...Barbecues,  hose fights, backyard cricket (which I was always terrible at), chocolate Paddlepops (oh, yum!), Dolly magazine, fibro houses, beaches and bluebottles, hot hot days and nights, being at the pools until the sun goes down. That's my Australia. That's my home.

Going to Eliza's on Monday...Our own Australia day celebration, if you like...We may be without gold, but we'll add our own green. Era...............Text me!!! Lol. Anyhow, I'm looking forward to it. Haven't seen my favourite crazy cat since at least November. We always have a blast together and there's always much laughter and contemplation. And laughter.

So. It's hot. I'm bored. I've no great ficcage to read....Save for this relatively amusing PotC one I read this morning...
"I love you, Jack"...."Of course you do, my treasure", Jack said, "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow". I wish I hadn't laughed as loudly as I did when I read that. Tough to explain fully where the squee and chortle came from and why.

So yeah. That's about the size of it (ha! That's what she said!!). I'm going to shuffle off to find the edge of the 'net and hurl myself, screaming, into the ether. Bye.