Remaining

Il me reste vingt huit jours.
Jeszcze jest dwadzieścia osiem dni.
There are twenty-eight days remaining.

I know it's been a while

... and I don't really have anything worthwhile to write about at the moment, so I'll just paste the lyrics to a song that I really like called "In The End" which is the final song from the film Shortbus, which is a beautiful film. It's topical because I watched the film again on Saturday night and acquired the song afterwards.

Well, here are the lyrics:

we all bear the scars
yeah, we all feign a laugh
we all cry in the dark
get cut off before we start

and as your first act begins
you realise they're all waiting
for a fall, for a flaw, for the end

and there's a past stained with tears
could you talk to quiet my fears
could you pull me aside
just to acknowledge that i've tried

as your last breath begins
contently take it in
cause we all get it in
the end

and as your last breath begins
you find your demon's your best friend
and we all get it in
the end

Why? Well, why not?

I just wanted to insert a photo of a perfectly harmless rabbit:

Dumb people can argue too

The word "dumb" in the title of this post refers to the inability of the group of people to communicate verbally, it is not a reflection on their cognitive abilities.

I walked through the Anzac Square shopping mall on my way to the train station yesterday afternoon. This in itself is not an unusual event, and hardly worth blogging about but I happened to pass a group of people engaged in what looked like a heated debate over something. This group of people was noteworthy because they were signing rather than verbally speaking to each other and the body language (no pun intended) indicated that there was some contention in the air. It was the first time that I'd seen an argument in sign language. Of course, to an Italian, they would probably have just appeared normal.

Kat was also at Bunya

There she is, sitting at the table on the lower deck:
And here's a similar picture with the view in the background:
I know you all wanted to see a close-up of the vegemite on toast that she was eating:
I hope that satisfies a certain person's wish to be photographically included on my blog.