Ok, so I have figured out that what I 'really know' is nothing; Nothing for certain anyway. I did figure out that a semi colon can be used in many different ways; however, I still lack the ability to use them practically. heheh I may also be lacking the correct use of hyphens as it may appear. Don't get me started on the human construct versus the perception of material things. Sorry if I'm somewhat indifferent to your current stream of reality. I have been at uni for some time now and it is having an effect.

So, a paradox. My girlfriend, for instance, is supposed to be coming to Australia on Monday. Will it happen? Yes, of course, it has to happen. I have been waiting for so long now. Do I have certainty of this 'fact'? Hell no. Even if I knew she was coming I would still question it. The many parameters effecting such an outcome are uncountable. So is she coming? Very, Very maybe.

So why do I feel this sensation of absolute confusion. I know not what I can know. Well more susinctly, I know I can never know anything; well, atleast from the readings I have done in my Philosophy class. I know my writing skills are substandard to the level that I would like to see, but I figure that will always be the case. Ok, Ok, enough ramblings. heheh Just enough to confuse my fellow readers.

It is 1738 and I am sitting in the great court with one of the borrowed laptops. I'm reflecting on the next couple of hours as I have a substantial amount of work to do if I want to climb on Friday. You see, I have 2 things due in on Friday and the only possible way I can climb is if I manage to finish all my work tonight and tommorrow. Maybe I will and maybe I wont.

Friday has the potential to involve multi-pitch climbing, danger and adventure. I can't wait. It has been so long since I have seen Mt Tibrogargen and I look forward to the great thrill of each pitch. The feeling is almost indescribable. But then the feeling is excentuated by the fact that I should expect my girl friend to come any day now. I feel I'm heading towards a great downfall but at the moment I feel ok-the calm before the storm. If my last 6 months of waiting have been in vein I will, I will not see my dearest and I'll surely be quite distraught. But if I do see her I will be absolutely extatic. Inevitably it will end in tears but that is all a question of how pessamistic one man can be. Believe me, I can be quite pessamistic at times.

I think I'll leave this pointless entry now. I imagine I'll recieve many concerned calls of enquiry as this post has been somewhat abstract in context; and that is all relevent to the beer at school syndrome. heheh Don't stress.