Author: Kristian Golding

Shameless plug, yes.

I am tired. Really tired. Last night I got back to my friend’s house and crashed on the couch at . . . 4:30am. So I guess I really got back this morning. My project group this morning was serving up breakfast, so I had to be at work at 7:30am. That hurt a lot, especially now that I’m 28! OMFG my bones are giving up on me, I’ll need a walking frame soon and where the hell did I put my falsies???

P.S. I’m talking crap above. Although I am running on a couple of hours of sleep I have never felt better. Bring this older age business ON!

So for the past few days I’ve found myself in Las Vegas, catching up with a friend who is in the US on a work assignment with some of his colleagues. This place is a LOT of fun. “I don’t gamble”, but I have been playing a few blackjack tables here and there and doing okay. Last night though at the Hard Rock casino my mind finally gave up on me and I could not even add together 7 and 4. No, I lie. I could add that together fine, it’s just that 5 seconds later I forgot what the total was. After realising that wasn’t helping me (I forgot I came to that conclusion several times) I decided to have an early night (4 am) and reboot my mind. Looking forward to doing it all over again tonight!

and then I found that my flatmate does not even have half the necessary baking gear for such a task (and it *is* only pavlova). ’tis a sad, sad day for Pavlova Kristian.

You know, I could run off to a Walmart and buy all the stuff I need, but I actually feel much better bitching about it on my blog.

Yes, this was really just a post to keep my blog updated.

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Something more interesting, I’m listening to Quantic’s latest album “An announcement to answer”. It’s so freaking cool. Soul, funk, hip-hop, latin beat, electronica, all blended together to form that tasty cake mix you end up eating half of before putting it in the oven. But it gets even better after a couple of listens! (i.e., bake @ 175 degrees Celsius for 35 minutes) . . . yep, baking is definitely on the brain.

Recently my friends back in Australia, Kynan and Debbie, had their first child Cooper, a healthy looking baby boy. Congratulations Kynan and Debbie!

K-9, someday you’ll have to teach your son to do this. None of us standing there could believe you did it: