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Dear World, Antifuck readers, Alice and the strange smelling man who wants to buy my car...


by the way, I have been using Vitamin E on my hands since I was 15 Alice...wink wink nudge nudge...etc etc


Anywho, it has come to my attention that we are closely bordering the final days of holidays!!...

And let me say forthright, loud and clearly that I am severely excited to return to 'yoo-knee'. Not because of the extensive mongoloid tribes who call North Ryde and surrounding suburbs home, but more because of the fact that I'm so bored I could practically throw my left arm off.

To update you all on my epiphanies over the last month;


1...When most of your friends have a partner they either become boring, useless, pathetic or a mixed bag of the aforementioned undesirable features.

2...The Co-Op concept is flawed due to the fact that I can purchase all of the printed books for less than 50% of member price...like wtf charles...

3...Cheques take an extraordinarily long time to process. Is it just me or do government agencies relish drawing out very simple processes.

ie: one would assume if the number on the cheque matched the number on a withdrawn amount of money from the company which issued the document- then I could essentially draw out the cheque immediately...

4...Keeping in mind that this woman pays my salary; I still find it completely unnecessary for my employer to call me and make herself out the be the hero of a completely irrelative problem and as such making me out to be useless and senile. Stupid american- no ability for planning, minimises costs for the sake of preservation but isn't realising that this 'tight-ass' attitude reflects on the client and as such does not help at all.

If someone finds her in a drain somewhere around Yagoona station, the please call the police and don't bother to check for her pulse as she will have been dead for 72 hours...the very same amount of time it apparently takes to cash a cheque...

that is all...

ps: the lilies are growing well; thank you all for your concerted effort in not walking on the flower shoots...


mina...