Sorry Geldof, I Do Like Mondays.

I'm watching intently the events in Iran, there are so few moments like this in life, though it is still too early to determine whether this is the beginning of a revolution or merely a mass demonstration derived of incredible anger. If it turns out that there was election fraud, then I too will hit the streets if there's a demonstration here in Brisbane. It's a shame they never did this in the U.S. back in 2000 after the genuine fraud there.

There's a lot of potential worry at the moment, I guess there always is... Right now I have nagging concerns over this recently aggravated North Korea and the H1N1 virus being upgraded to Pandemic status. Still, these things have a habit of not eventuating in the way I fear they will. My biggest concern at the moment is that I received a letter from Sarina Russo informing me that I've been turned over to a new job seekers group, where I fear they're going to be relentless. I've got a three hour meeting with them this time next week where I hope I'll be able to explain my situation. It's only about 4 more weeks until I can apply for Austudy, nay to last minute stresses!

The eBay sales haven't been going great either, fortunately I didn't put too many on this week, that'll keep the fees down a bit. May have to rethink my sales strategy, but it could always turn out to be that no one wanted those exact DVDs this particular week. Which comes down to plain bad luck. I did sell one though, so it's not all bad. I do hope it works out though, it would solve a bunch of my financial worries.

Just over 4 weeks without smoking and feeling great. I think I've finally let go of the past.


For ages this is exactly how I've pictured myself in my mind, the idea of changing this image has felt nothing short of selling out. To prove this I often use the example that if I were to meet my younger self there's no doubt that he'd scoff at me and that bothered me to a great extent. How do you move on when you're not entirely sure why you're doing it? Then it hit me, why should I care what some dickhead thinks about me, that's exactly what I was. If anyone else came up to me and gave me shit for how I've changed I wouldn't give it a second thought. I'm not lame for wanting to make the most of life instead of partying my way to an early grave.

Now I imagine that if I were to met my younger self I'd be able to explain why it's not a good idea to want to be permanently fucked up and if it was a chilly day in hell I might even listen. I desperately would like to leave it there, but I know there are further things I must do in order to make up for things I've done. But as far as taking a step goes that was a particularly satisfying one.

It was great to see everyone this week, it must have been like a 300% increase in external contact, brilliant. I hope this week will be much the same, though I don't know what I'm going to get up to... More preparations I guess. Well hopefully back soon with some interesting news.

Andy Scott