2006-09-04 - 7:28 p.m.

1. Okay. I realised today: when I get a question I'm not expecting, I panic as though the question was "DID YOU KILL MY MOTHER?!" (Which it very rarely is.) S'really bad, folks. Anyway, normally, my brain functions enough to go "will it hurt me", and if the answer is "no" then I agree. Today I was staring into space and a friend's voice came to me from a few metres away, saying "Hey, can I write 'slow down' on your forehead during my oral assessment?"
So, um, I panicked.
Brain: "Uhhhh. Buuzzzz."
Me: "Okay."
Brain: "Hey, yeah! I mean, she didn't say 'carve it into your forehead with a rusty blade', did she?"
It was not until literally a minute afterwards that I realised - hey! Permanent marker would make me look like an idiot all day - so I called after her (as she happened to be leaving the room) and said, rather lamely, "In pencil?" because you see, my brain still wasn't functioning and thus that was the best protest I could come up with. It wasn't until literally a minute after that that I realised she actually had meant it as a joke at her own expense. And that's when I realised that my new theory of "teenagers only need four hours' sleep a night" might be just a tiny bit flawed, in some ways.

2. What with me living in Australia, I've heard about twenty times that Steve Irwin is dead from individuals, I've heard it once on the radio, and although I only turned on this computer about ten minutes ago, I've still managed to read about it on three different websites. (Two of them not-really-about-news.) So, yeah. Guys? Colin Thiele died about an hour afterwards in a Queensland hospital. Can I, um, repeat that?
Colin
Thiele
... which may not mean much to you, but he wrote the books that made up at least some of most Australians' childhoods. Storm. Boy. Um, yeah. I'm done. Just, you know. Colin Thiele vs. Steve Irwin. Both very nice people, I'm sure, and there's the added tragedy of Irwin's death being sudden and happening when he was young... but, still...

Yeah, okay, now I'm done.