3. If you don't have anything smart to say...

Day 3.

If you don't have anything smart to say...

Day 3 of the blog and I don't really now what to write about today. So I'll leave it here. Thanks.

Only joking. I have again made the most of unemployment and ventured out with the woman. We embarked upon Chapel Street, one Melbourne's popular shopping districts, to check out the Topshop / Topman sale, which turned out to be ridiculously overpriced when compared to the UK store. Chapel Street is also the home of the worlds best burrito, fact.

Next on the list was a fly-by visit to my previous workplace to see a man about a dog. I was by no way partaking in any illegal activities, especially any involving the purchase of 'back of the lorry' goods which failed to materialise, which is probably for the best.

Last on the list of activities was a supermarket shop, a visit the travel agent and a well deserved coffee and macaron (I Googled the spelling, it's correct). I don't understand people's obsession with sweet things. I hardly ever crave something sweet, unless it's Christmas and there's a selection box or some Quality Street knocking about. 

I found a great new way of entertaining myself today whilst annoying others in the process, most notably the woman. It involves me speaking with an American accent in public for long periods of time, and several decibels louder than my usual tone. Try it out for yourself, the effects are most satisfying.

On a final note, I watched The Dark Knight today in preparation for the third instalment of The Batman Trilogy and remembered how good Heath Ledger was in his role as The Joker, and then I remembered he was part of the famous '27 club'...or so I thought. It turns out this elite club of deceased is purely for artists and musicians, is it just me that was completely unaware of this? What a rip. I thought it was for all the celebrities who had all passed away at 27. (www.the27club.net)

Stay Classy.