The Fragrance of Dark Coffee

Second Week of uni over and I've gotten back into the hang of things. Some people bitch about the "uni grind" but to be perfectly honest I'm having a lot of fun. It's nice to be back at uni and meeting good friends.

Got my green Ps on Friday. Wasn't really that difficult, but I played it safe most of the time. The RTA handbook and other info scream that turning right isn't possible because a car is too close, but when in reality, you can still make the turn. Also had to shell out 70 bucks for license renewal and 35 bucks for booking fee. Far out, they make a killing with all these fees.

I've finished Apollo Justice some time ago and I've been bumming around with no really good DS games to take up my time. So I went out to grab a book. There was this book Final Watch by Sergei Lukyanenko that finished the series that I was reading. I couldn't find it before remembering that it doesn't come out until July. Damn. But another book did catch my eye. The New Space Opera edited by Jonathan Strahan and Gardner Dozois. It's a collection of sci-fi short stories featuring 'lushly romantic plots and the star spanning empires to the light year spurning star ships...stuffed full of faux-exotic colour and bursting with contrived energy'. Sci-fi epics in other words. It's only a collection of short stories but some of the writers intrigue me a lot. I might see if I can grab some of their book later.

Hmmm, now for a bit of rant. Parking at Cumbo is pretty good. Decent cost, and it's quickly likely you'll find a spot if you time is right and if there is no spot there are always back roads you can park at, although it is a bit of a walk to get to uni. Except there is always these people who will do anything for a park even if it creates problems for others. In carpark 3, there is a new pay and display system. You park, buy a ticket and put it on the dashboard. And there is like 500 odd spaces. But some people come in and can't find a spot so they park on corners or road ways. A few days ago, when I was turning to exit I found my route blocked my two cars. See below for a cool, ultra-realistic diagram (not to scale).

The two cars left a tiny gap where I had to squeeze my Falcon stationwagon through with just centimeters of give on either side. It was a little too close for comfort. I was glad to see the next day the parking inspectors were out in force, fining every bastard not parking in the bays. The fine is probably in the region of $50-70, but I reckon they should double it and put up bigs signs in red letters to that effect. Because I still see people not parking in bays. I wonder if next week will be any better.

Anyway, back to some reading.