Homer: "I got the job, so tomorrow we're going house-hunting"

Marge: "Doesn't your new job start tomorrow?"
Homer: "Oh, someone will punch in for me"

Got up about 6:30. Had breakfast, made lunch.

Ran out of work in the middle of the morning. It was all pretty boring, really.

As you would've seen yesterday, decided to rename Indonesian work guy MD, as initials for Muriel's Durian, as a play on words for Murilithiran, which is pronounced Murili-Duran by one of the commentators, cos last Friday when we went down to Parliament house to play cricket, it was that Indonesian guy's first time, and so, of course, he couldn't bowl properly and was throwing instead. Oooooh.....

Went to Harbourtown at lunchtime, with Mogli and W&. Went to Jim Kidd to get cricket balls, cos we'd rung around a few places and they had the cheapest ones. Got a practice one for about $6 and a white proper one for about $17. Then I got a VVL. Mogli got a kebab, and was complaining about how expensive it was and how small it was. Then he ate it and was saying that it was like so amazingly good....ai.
Went to Strathfield after that, to drop off the speaker from my sound system which has stopped working. We were informed by our friend there that they'd have to send it away, and it would be back in a few weeks. Or something.

Went down to Michael Page after work. Had a great interview. It was really great. Yeah. Expecting lots of great things from them. Just like the previous two times....

Ate more tacos for dinner.
Watched The Simpsons. Then watched The Killing - an old Stanley Kubrick film, called The Killing because they are planning to make a killing on some deal. And, of course, it all goes pear shaped. It was good, but too old to really enjoy. Plus the nerdy guy and his obviously evil wife were so frustrating. Lucky he shot her in the end.

Slept about 10:30.