Lock, stock and one loaded barbell

Nearing the end of November and the home run down to Jul (Christmas), which begs the question at least once from every bodies lips, "Where the pine nuts has the year gone?"

Well i'll tell you where it went, into oblivion, along with your hopes and dreams and first ever pet.

For me however, i transcend oblivion, so my time has been invested as memories on which i can recall later to peruse at my leisure and which i will also (selectively) share with you here.

Saw Skyfall at the movies, awesome sauce, Bond is still king (followed closely by Bourne) and Daniel Craig is the 'realist' bond I've seen so far. Insofar as he acts somewhat like a spy, and is looking juuuuicy for a bro in his 40s.

Making killing in the name of the Queen a desirable occupation for men ages 12-85

Sprinkle the weekdays with a little school, homework, skyping fam and friends from home, miscing, gym and watching the danish days lose sunlight so very fast. So now that rugby is over i will have to find another hobby to take my rage out upon. Wonder if Copenhagen has a quidditch team?

Also it was my birthday. Which means I'm in my mid-twenties and can finally command respect from mid teens the world around. Its a sweet moment indeed. I got lots of awesome presents, including bacon seasoning, a set of bike gloves, a gym set for Adelaide home, a smashing scarf, haighs choccy and a awesome first edition Mummi book

"This isn't what it looks like" - a quote from the book I havent yet read

So in celebration of my birthday I had a whole weekend in Stockholm with my Boomerang buddy Peta.
In lieu of a generic holiday explanation the cliffs are as follows: drunk, walked, gorged on buffet breakfast, drunk some more, made a somewhat reasonable attempt to go clubbing with famous people, wore shorts in autumn, cracked hilarious jokes at Peta's expense and a first class train ride to boot.

See you in winter, brace yourself.

Kindest regards,


P.s. also had high tea which was cool beans.

I'm so strong I can bench press your frown into a smile

So november is here and with it comes great hurdles to be... ahh umm hurdled? Including the anniversary of my coming into existence, the final rugby games of the inexorably cold and damp autumn (and rugby parties),  an exam, a trip to Stockholm, and other seemingly innocuous eventualities.

But you're here to hear about what HAS happened, like a great historian,
Said historien:

not what MAY happen like the customer of an equally impressive far-seer.

Said far-seer.

So since my last post I have been able to sit and hopefully crush an exam in my international trade course (eat it Feenstra), proceeded to become inebriated only twice or so due to the studying cramping my Fata Morganaesque social life. My Canberran friend Peta has probably drunk enough for the both of us over the past fortnight, so i don't feel too shameful. Shared excess, is an excess halved or some such prophetic notion.

I did attend a fundraiser for a Kenyan goat, seemingly 47 halloween parties, eat my way through enough bounty's to satisfy a Samoan, attend a meeting for Danish youth ambassadors (http://studerende.au.dk/en/internationalstudents/living-in-denmark/clubs-and-organisations/ygwa/)
and endless other activities one goes through while on exchange. 8 months remain, so I hope my testicular fortitude will allow me to avoid burning out like the emaciated husk of so many students before me, in this the crucible of Studying/partying and slacking which is an ''Exchange in Copenhagen.''

Also saw the new bond movie which was pretty sweet beans, so theres that.

Heres some graphical memories.

Scott as batman

I will ensure there are more pictures of my antics for the next installment titled "Advice required as I 'hypothetically' may have run naked down HC Anderson Boulevard,"

Peace out like a girl scout

Drunk at the Rugby

p.s. congtrats to Frederiksberg Rugby club as their Women VII's and 2nd XV won their respective leagues. Tillykke!