why wy?

newsflash:
A man died in the uni gym on tuesday. I went all the way into the city and akido class was cancelled (they closed the whole area off). I searched for my inner journalist and found that it wasn't there anymore. I took one look at the security guard, wondered if I should ask him for details, then went, nah, too much effort. I guess the laidback Aussie culture is starting to get to me. Or my inner journalist is still traumatised from pounding the mortuary beat three years ago.

And in weather, it's been pretty miserable. It's 15 degrees indoors, and it was about 5 degrees this morning. I can see my breath, which sort of gives me a thrill despite numb fingers, cold ears et al. Would trade it all for a diving holiday in Bali right this moment. sigh.