My sister said that it is illegal to sell round fishbowls in France because it makes fish go insane. My fish is in a roud fishbowl and me thinking whether it is going insane, whether what my sister said is true, whether it is depressed, is making me go insane. But only a little.

I have become a disgruntled person. I react to cars beeping outside my window by shouting at the air. I sit here and rearrange my balls, stretch my testicle sack and think about how my butt is getting sore sitting on this seat. Now I wonder what being sexually frustrated actually translates to. The weather is cooling and my feet are cold.

I had chronic diaoreaha for like most of a day on saturday. Diaorreaha, apart from being imposssible to spell, becomes part of normal operations here. A friend of mine keeps getting the runs from this street food savory pancake lady outside uni but he just keeps going back. Thats just the way it is.

Have you ever looked at a solid poo you've just produced and felt really proud of it? Like you've really achieved something? I have, and do. That's what living here does to you. This morning I plopped out a well-formed cylindrical, digested poo and I stood up, turned around and marveled at it. It made me smile. It made my day better. It was like waking up on the right side of the bed.

I have 8 email accounts now. Three with gmail, 2 with hotmail 1 with yahoo and one with my uni. One day I aim to consoidate them all into one spectacular conglomerate of accounts but right now I just can't commit to a single provider. I also worry whether people will try to contact me on old addresses.

Oh yeah, with the diahorrea thing, I hade a train of thought thing going there. Sometimes when I'm sick I think about dying. I'm like, what if I die from this illness? What a shit way to go. And then a little bit later I always end up telling myself, oh well, not much you can do about it, sit it out you little sicko. And then being ill becomes a bit more enjoyable again. I've always thought that when I've gotten sick. Ever since I was really young. Do other people get that?

Has anyone who previously thought they were incapable of producing music learnt an instrument or learnt to sing as an adult? I want to know.

Good movies I've watched recently: Thankyou for smoking, The Departed