Catching up with the times

Alas, 'tis time for a new phone. I've scrapped in the lower rungs of mobile society long enough. No more prepaids. No more questionable hand-me-down phones. No sir, I'm going the whole hog off to 3 on a $29 cap.

This isn't a tiny step for me - it actually aligns three of my greatest fears/uneases: spending more than a $50, sales assistants and commitment. I've been running away from the concept of plans for ages, but it's finally time to realise I'll be a full time worker next year. (I've been spending like crazy of course, just not on a regular ongoing basis.) I may not act like one, but soon when I say "Gotta pay the bills somehow" I'll actually mean it. Shortly after that, I expect to start complaining about "my horrible wife".

I've also returned to work for the first time since exams. It wasn't easy with all this World Cup and the Canadian F1 Grand Prix on last night. If I had've got to sleep before 3am last Wednesday night I'd have gone to work last Thursday (instead I slept through Rhys' going away dinner: fark!) My inbox has been fantastic with so many funny emails stacked up: kudos to Matt, Ben, Keith and our work's resident mailer guru Tom.

Suddenly and completely coincidentally, I also feel a return to the blog scene. I'd enjoyed time away from the Internet, but when you're in front of a computer for more than a few hours, it seems like a really good idea. Our little community's taken off at the moment, so I might as well try and hang around to do my bit to perplex or annoy you.

Good weekend. Some late nights, some ice hockey, juggling a soccer ball and then inevitably breaking Robbie's stuff at 12am (12pm Cabbage time). Special thanks to Will for SMS heckling my 1 tip out of 8 this round - my footy tipping exploits are surely at their lowest ebb.

There's been plenty of "foodball" to whet the appetite, particularly moreso if I was able to eat broadcasted matches instead of watching them. Sometimes it's helpful when the only goals are scored within 15 minutes (like ARG-MEX and GER-SWE two nights ago) - 1:30's normally the time where resisting sleep becomes difficult - half an hour after the 1am kickoff.

Best of luck to the Australians tonight as we go for the "Ethnic Treble": results against Greece, Croatia and now Italy.