Up early, no surf, flat as a pancake in a steam press. Have quick dicussion with Prof. Leary about quantic information.
Talk to dad about recent punch ups at Cronulla. We discuss the usual subjects, death, life, diets, drug companies, politics, religion, bible codes, prophets. The problem with dad though is he dosn't listen, we have the same conversation every week, he seems to think i am some sort of dissident, a counter culture radical revelutionary when in actual fact I am just a jaded spiritual warrior who has found the amswers to life and the great mysteries and they are boring. All I really want to do is play.