So, again, another person stabbed at good old Boronia station. I don't think anyone needs to hear what I think about that, yet again.

In other news, I got into work this morning, and took a trip to the ladies, as one does. There, on the floor in one of the cubicles, was what could only be flakes of pie pastry. This really is a very, very strange place.

Also, monkey_la_femme check out who's playing at the Northcote Social Club on the 18th. Plans are underway. Let me know if you're interested.