What a weekend it's been. I went to the MCA yesterday to see Primavera 2004, about two months after I had initially planned to see it. I had to see it this weekend, because it closed today. This year's exhibition was quite good, but a lot smaller than last year. I was expecting to spend a good hour looking through it but ended up only taking half an hour, followed by another half hour looking through William Kentridge. Anyway, enough of the arty bullshit. I went to the gym afterwards for just over an hour, came home, read some more Tucker Max and then crashed for about an hour before getting up to make some dinner. After eating dinner I crashed again and woke up about an hour and a half later, headed out to wash my dishes, and went to bed.

About half of today was taken up by going to UNSW to get myself a new DVD-R, DVD-RW, DVD+R, DVD+RW, DVD+R DL, CD-R, CD-RW drive which was a steal at $125 with software (a bargain when you consider wholesale for single units is $120 ex GST). I also grabbed myself some blank discs, a couple of new cables and a spare case fan for a workmate. After that I met up with my brother in Bondi Junction for lunch, wandered around a little bit and headed for home to install my new shit and give him an old HDD that I didn't want anymore. An hour or so later I pissed him off home and went to the gym. So I worked away, did my routine, jumped on an elliptical trainer and did some cardio, and then got stuck into about 15 minutes of stretching. Right towards the end of my stretching when I was at the stage of stretching out my lower back (which is done by laying flat on your back and rolling your hips on their side), my stomach decided to remind me that last night's dinner contained two eggs, a whole onion, and a whole tin of tuna. Not only did it remind me, but it let the rest of the gym know too. I swear to fucking god, I let off the biggest fart of my life. Luckily for me the gym was practically empty, and only a couple of people were there to notice.

Now I'm going to go and make my dinner, hang out my laundry, eat my dinner, load up a game and settle in for the night.