Bad habit, bad habit for drugs.

Today was V-J day. By which I mean, Valentine's-for-Jesse day. Shall I start things off by stating I just made a massive gross fart. Yes, I shall. Moving on, I am at my sister's house. The thing about Canberra, is most of the houses were built a few decades ago and follow a similar pattern. First off, they are brick. Brick, brick, brick. Secondly, they are small. They have a couple modest bedrooms, a family room, dining room, kitchen and the two bathrooms. If you didn't know, Australian homes have a room with just a toilet, then another room with a shower and sink. It is handy because you can blast some deuce when someone is in the shower. This house has some lovely puke-green carpeting, eucalyptus leaf patterns in the sink and the standard bizarre-ass tile floor in the kitchen. In short, it is quintessentially Canberran. I approve. So if you hadn't guessed yet, Carly got in today. But first let me fill in my morning.

I went got up earlyish and got ready. I had plans to meet up with this girl and shoot some hoops. Well we wandered around a bit and then went to the ANU (Australian National University) which is an alright campus, but really pales compared to an American university campus. We shot some hoops and had fun, then we went to this multi-cultural fair deal. There was mariachi music which I appreciated, made me feel good to hear Mexicans. Oh funny story. I was walking to the market the other day with Ryan's (the son of Leanne who I was staying with, a 17 year old kid who is pretty chill and has a good sense of humor) girlfriend and there was this lowrider Cadillac. I told her in the states that would def be a Mexican's car and she told me that down here it could belong to anyone really. But yesterday she saw it being driven and she reckoned the guy driving it was Mexican. haha. I so called it. ANYWAYS, the multicultural whatever was cool, I had an Ethiopian beer called "St. George Beer" the dude told me it was brewed near Adis but I wouldn't be surprised if it was Budweiser poured into a new bottle and resold for $5. I am an asshole for thinking that, but yeah whatever. So I was debating asking the girl I was with out for Valentine's day but I just wasn't feeling it so I went home. On the way home I stopped by the shops and bought two 'Slabs' of beer (a box of 24 bottles) and carried them back. Holy shit, let me tell you, 48 bottles of beer is HEAVY. While I was walking back I ran into Ryan and his GF and his younger sister and her BF and they were heading to the shops. They offered to carry some of my bottles but I said "If you can't carry it, you don't deserve to drink it." Words of Wisdom.

The moral of the story is I love beer. I have decided that this Valentine's day, my Valentine is beer. First V-Day single for a while, and yeah, women...PSH. Beer and I have a good understanding of each other, so happy Valentine's Day, Beer. ...(I love you)...

Last night, before I forget, I made a burger with fried egg and 'bacon' (aussies call bacon what I would call ham.) LOVE IT. I hate fried eggs, but for whatever reason I love them on burgers. mmm mmm.

Oh a revelation of Australian beer, I figured it out finally. In the states we have micro-brews and imports and good shit that runs about $8-10 for a six pack if you are feeling schnazzy or whatever, but we also have your PBRs, or Icehouse, or Colt 45 for when you're broke but still wanna get schnockered. Well they don't have that here, every time you want to get some beers you have to basically get the good stuff. I can find imported beer from Germany or Belgium that costs less than a domestic beer. They really need to fill the gap of just cheap-o pisswater beer that gets you buzzed for cheap. Furthermore, there is no malt liquors! No Old English, no Colt 45, no 40s at all that I have seen. Yeah they have bigger bottles of XXXX Gold or VB or whatever but it is still expensive. The first thing I want to do when I get back to the states is throw back a 40. The second thing I want to do is throw up that nasty ass shit because I got accustomed to good beer all the time. Then I want to kiss a girl and eat a hamburger with fried egg.

Yeah, so back to the beginning. I am at my sister's place and I have been watching Summer Heights High. I love it, but I feel like I prefer the Mighty Boosh. Both fantastic shows though. She's got a BAD HABIT, a BAD HABIT for drugs. My sister was telling me that after production of the show, a real girl named Annabelle died of an extasy OD in Melbourne right before the show was going to air and they almost cancelled it. Don't know how true that is though.

Well, I am sill waiting around for my WWOOF book, then I want to head to Melbourne. I am excited for my big trip up the coast. Wewt. Won't be for a little while at least though.

Until next time, drink a 40 in my honor.

_jes