when I feel heavy metal, woo hoo!

I'm in Cairns now, at loverly James Cook University. The dorms are huge, we each have our own bedroom and we share a bathroom and common room. There's a 24 hour computer lab, which I'm very excited about. The weather here is what we like to call tropical, combine Arizona and Atlanta and you get Queensland, is what they say. Haven't been to the beach yet, but from here on out we're all going pretty much every day. I am so out of money it's really not amusing. But I'm getting more funds from my mum and grandpop. All I wanna do is go white water rafting, I swear.

Yesterday I had every intention of going to the Sydney aquarium and taking notes and working on the big paper I have to write for my classes, but I ended up going on a "pub crawl" with some folks, which is where you walk around to a bunch of different pubs and have a beer at each, basically. We found some really yummy raspberry flavored beer at a belgian place, then we drank a $65 bottle of some really fancy beer, which still just tasted like beer to me. Then we went to an irish pub and had meat pies. We spent a lot of time talking to an Aussie named Damien who talked about everything you could possibly think of regarding Australia. He explained that Australians don't like Americans because we don't pay attention to the rest of the world, but it's hard when you have 220 million people's news to cover and then Iraq or whoever we're bombing at the moment. Eddie Izzard understands, but Damien was all "you've got publications in your country that covers this stuff, you just have to look." Oh, well. We were really drunk by this time anyway. We drank from 2 in the afternoon til 10 at night, and afterwords it took us about an hour to find the right bus stop and bus.

Well, the computers are in high demand so I'm gonna kick off. (Not in the dying sense.)