I'm writing this on the bus on my new dang fangled iPhone thingy it's very disconcerting the whole touching a flat surface and having words appear instantaneously I'm never going to touch a flat surface again without expecting something to magically appear which will no doubt lead to lifetime of dissapointment.

I'm a little iPhone obsessed at the moment, I have managed to blow my entire months data allowance in just days on my old phone 200mb was impossible to reach but now I can easily reach and fly right over it thanks to Perez Hilton, Twitter and looking up dogs in funny outfits. Before this bloody contraption I was selective about what I accessed online I didn't have time before to comment on facebook status, reply to tweets or be social on the web (including neglecting writing in this blog) now I have my whole fucking hour commute to stand on my virtual soapbox which means in no time I'll be another Internet fuckwad.

In other non related news since the psychic encounter (two or three entries ago) I've decided to go and see a bunch of cheap psychics a) for kicks b) for research to see if there is any consistency between mediums (cos I is I scientist I is!) and c) cos I live in inner west Sydney and you can't swing a stray cat by it's tail without hitting a hippy psychic so it won't be inconvenient.