Big Cats

Last night i met Australia's Commonwealth boxing champion and Melbourne's turntable queen who was very nice. then i drank expensive cheap booze and walked home 4 miles in pouring rain with a hangover, partly from not drinking enough rum (on account of them costing £5 each), but mainly from eating the worst pizza in my life. some people just should not make other people food.
a good night really.
semi-final day today. i'm off to see the rugby, the wonderful rugby of Oz...