Thankyou to my dear friend for reminding me that I do in fact have a blog. Where, no doubt, you have all been checking hourly and refreshing with bated breath. I am so sorry to have failed you (I am also sorry for the random changing of tenses in this entry. I am watching The Daily Show at the same time as penning this brilliance). So on Saturday night I went out with some friends which was quite fun. I was initially a little unsure about the whole thing but I'm really glad I stuck with it because it was really cool. I really do like dancing, and it was good music, salsa/funk type stuff (kind of a less marketable version of The Cat Empire). There is this voice in my head which narrates the whole thing in a David Attenborough style voice. I think this is because I once saw him narrating two birds do a mating dance which involved a lot of feather fluffing and funny head movements - which is rather similiar to dancing. I have this technique for not getting with random/gross guys which is that I pick a really cute guy and think if I don't get with him I don't get with anyone. This generally means no kissing for Clara. It is a good technique though for avoiding mistakes.

Also just as an aside (and this will probably mean nothing to those who haven't watched TDS) Jon Stewart can basically only do one accent. Luckily it works well for George Bush but really it sounds nothing like Bill Clinton. And I do hope we aren't treated to video footage of Kevin Rudd at a fast food restaurant in the upcoming election.

Anyway, I now have an Ipod which means I can now fulfull my dream of walking through the supermarket listening to Woke Up New by The Mountain Goats. It's not a big dream, but it's been mine for some time. This is because it's basically the saddest song ever and the supermarket also has an inherent sadness to it. So possibly upon leaving the supermarket I will be contemplating changing this blog background black and wearing a lot more eye makeup. Stay tuned.

P.S. Angie you should watch this Matt Damon Interview.