After snapping my V3 Razr in half in a fit of rage, I've struggled through the last two weeks armed only with my father's discarded, ancient brick of a phone. No colour screen, no calendar and no phone numbers. Now, with the fresh signing of my life over to Optus for yet another two years (making eight in total), I have a shiny new Nokia 6280. Ooooeer. And, thanks to the magical properties of Bluetooth, my lovely computer decided to transfer all the contacts buried within it's bowels. Much hooray!
In other news, we went to see The Prestige yesterday. Interesting, but I really wasn't into it. Lefa pointed out that could be because I was thinking about an entirely different film when I agreed to see it. She could be right. Anyway, now I think more about it, it was a good film. Hugh Jackman was fantastic as the slightly demented main character, and Christian Bale pulled off a surprisingly good cockney magician. Excellent performance from David Bowie as Dr Nikola Tesla - that man really should act more.