was out on the town (a rare occurrence these days) with an old primary school mate, g, when we ran into another old primary school mate, s.
drunken hours of conversation later, i was none the wiser to what s actually does. in true celestine prophecy fashion however, this didn't matter a great deal, as i ran into s in the supermarket a couple of days later. how suburban.
g is going to auckland to be a powerranger. his soul is now owned by disney, and they didn't even let him choose his colour.
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