Day Fifty Seven

Yesterday my desk was a wooden picnic bench on the sun deck of my Darwin hostel with a Frenchman, a German, a Dutch girl and an Australian taxidermist. I now know how to count to twelve on the fingers of one hand, that there is a better Indian alternative to Viagra, that you can get office internships in the Dutch porn industry and how to stuff a dingo. I have no memory whatsoever of my contribution, except salt for the carbonara.

Sunday March 28th, 2010. Uncategorized. Leave a comment.