Ready... set... go...

Well, I've almost completed packing for my trip. I now just need to put in a few last-minute items and pack up my computer. Of course, I'm starting to wonder what I've forgotten, even though I know I have the necessities and anything else can be purchased in civilised countries anyway. Oh well, I'll either remember or I'll discover when I'm over there.

Only 11 hours until my plane is scheduled to take off.

Dentist

I went to the dentist today to have some work done on some teeth (which is a common reason for visiting the dentist). I was expecting the procedure to be extremely uncomfortable and painful but it was in fact only a little bit uncomfortable. I think it was my least painful dental experience.

Bede w Londyniu na 14 i 15 czerwca

Well, I now have accommodation for a weekend in London. I'll be there on the weekend of the 14th and 15th of July, along with Mark, Kat, and Nick.

Sunday

I had brunch on Sunday with Kat and Nick at the Alibi Room on Brunswick Street. This was our last Sunday cafe experience with Nick because he flew back to Sydney after leaving the Alibi Room. This is what I ate, it was delicious:

Bee question

Half a bee, philosophically,
Must, ipso facto, half not be.
But half the bee has got to be
Vis a vis, its entity. D'you see?

But can a bee be said to be
Or not to be an entire bee
When half the bee is not a bee
Due to some ancient injury?

Only level 6?

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Moderate

Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test

Holzfällerliederhosen

Ich wollte... ein Holzfäller sein! Ja, ein Holzfäller! Der von Baum zu Baum hüpft, die auf den mächtigen Wassern von Südtirol hinabschwimmen. Die gigantische Rotbuche! Die Lärche! Die Tanne! Die kräftige Kiefer! Der Duft von frisch gefälltem Holz! Das Geräusch der stürzenden mächtigen Bäume! An meiner Seite, mein liebes Mädel... Und wir würden singen, singen, singen...

Ich bin ein Holzfäller und fühl mich stark,
Ich schlaf des Nachts und hack am Tag.

Er ist ein Holzfäller und fühlt sich stark,
Er schläft des Nachts und hackt am Tag.

Ich fälle Bäume, ich ess mein Brot,
Ich geh auf das WC,
Am Mittwoch geh ich shopping,
Kau Kekse zum Kaffee.

Er fällt die Bäume, er isst sein Brot,
Er geht auf das WC,
Am Mittwoch geht er shopping,
Kaut Kekse zum Kaffee.

Ich bien (Er ist) ein Holzfäller und fühlt sich stark,
Ich (Er) schläft des Nachts und hackt am Tag.

Ich fälle Bäume und hüpf und spring,
Steck Blumen in die Vas'
Ich schlüpf in Frauenkleider
Und lümmel mich in Bars.

Er fällt die Bäume, er hüpft und springt,
Steckt Blumen in die Vas'
Er schlüpft in Frauenkleider
Und lümmelt sich in Bars...?

Ich bien (Er ist) ein Holzfäller und fühlt sich stark,
Ich (Er) schläft des Nachts und hackt am Tag.

Ich fälle Bäume, trag Stöckelschuh
Und Strumpf- und Büstenhalter.
Wär gern ein kleines Mädchen
So wie mein Onkel Walter.

Er fällt die Bäume, trägt Stöckelschuh
Und Strumpf- und Büstenhalter...?
...Wär gern ein kleines Mädchen
So wie mein Onkel Walter!

Concert today

The wind orchestra that I am currently a member of had a concert today in a far-off land known as Boonah. For those who don't know, Boonah is past Ipswichland. The concert was rather pointless, especially considering the vast distance covered in order to travel there. It was supposed to be in support of a Red Cross blood donation drive and while there was certainly a Red Cross blood van next to the performance venue, there wasn't really anything else. Including an audience. It was an outdoor concert on a cramped "stage" which meant that it was awkward to play and the sound was crap anyway. I think, for the most part, we played acceptably, but the only audience members, as far as I could tell, were imported by other members of the band - ie, mothers, spouses etc of members, rather than members of the general public. I really wish I hadn't bothered going to this one, as my absence wouldn't have really made a significant difference to the outcome of the performance anyway.