Beat on the Brat

I've been having a major Ramones kick recently. Something tells me that my re-issue of their self-titled album on vinyl isn't enough. Hopefully Nat should be burning me their Greatest Hits compilation for me. (read: hint!)

I also jokingly considered running for my local council with Catch and Ahchow yesterday. Somehow I don't think running a borderline nut-job libertarian program of privatizing all the council services and replacing rates as a source of income by investing in the construction of a huge bell on top of Southland in a bid for the City of Kingston being home to "The biggest bell in the Southern Hemisphere" (Yeah, the North has Big Ben and the Liberty Bell!) and the ensuing consumption-free foreign tourist cash flow to fund whatever a council supposedly does. But then I hit upon an even better idea to get myself elected to office in a heartbeat.

Abolish the Kingston City Council altogether and let the State government take up the slack. Hell, I'd vote for me!

Fuck the System

I passed both my fucking subjects this semester. Even got an H3 in one of them. I can't believe it. The system doesn't work. Thank fucking Christ for that.

This is a complete and utter slap in the face to those who bust a gut and study hard at uni. I'm actually proud of myself for some twisted reason. This is the biggest win I've had in ages. Please, dear readers, allow me some bragging rights just this once.

"Receiving education at 2 elite institutions + 2 lazy to care = high achievement by default? Priceless"