the people on the streets are exceptional rowdy thanks to the darned footy grand finals. (i'm just jealous because i wish i was as excited about it as the aussies are but i'm not.) at times like these, it's a bad idea to hold a huge cone of gelati and try look inconspicuous at the same time. i couldn't have walked home any quicker. the gelati is giving me one of those clutch-your-tumtum-and-roll-around-the-floor kind of stomach ache. if it's any consolation, coyote ugly's screening on tv and i just love that movie because i believe there's a bit in every girl out there who wants to dance on a bar top. well, i know i do. and hi woman, i wanted to tell you you're doing great on your saxophone next to me :)