There's a chill in the air.

THE CJ CURRY EXPERIENCE #180

"Bam."

It's that time of year again. A slitghtly serious post to finish the ninth series off, and to preview the tenth.

Before we do, we interrupt this program to present the contents of my backpack:

• little tub of jelly babies
• torch
• UV torch
• spare batteries
• empty containers
• pencilcase
• iPod
• deodorant
• tablet
• 3DS
• DS
• two DS game cases
• five or six charger cables
• sunglasses
• painkillers
• small first aid kit
• toolbox
• tablet
• novel-of-the-week
• two USB sticks
• water bottle
• hoodie
• GPS receiver
• poncho
• wristwatch
• necklace-in-the-making
• calculators
• knickknacks
• mX (if I've recently been to the city)
• wristwatch

That's not a backpack. That's a friggan purse.

But anyway. A recap of the semester, in dot point form.

• LE BAM. Best summer EVAR.
• Bring on the final year project!
• Centrelink sucks balls. But I am kinda forced on it.
• Ooh, sweet final year project!
• I've discovered treasure hunting. And I'm a junkie.
• Blue hair!
• Moar T-shirts. Moar and moar and moar.
• Bring on the final year project.
• Passing my subject six weeks early!
• Jumped in headfirst again.
• Jumped out again. Oh well.
• Doctor Who, Doctor Whooooooo, HEY! The T.A.R.D.I.S...
• Final year project is grinding on me...
• More time off! Let's see some comedies!
• Hey, I just hundred-percented another game!
• OK, final-year project is annoying.
• Jumped in headfirst again. This time I ain't jumping out for anyone.
• It's winter time! My exams went well. End of the season.

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But still. I am having a great time and my blog has not been updated nearly as much as it should. I am saying this yet again but I'm not sure if I'll keep up my red-hot pace in season 10. The final season from the House Of Leaves. Tune your RSS feed readers my way in late July/early August, as per normal protocol, or else I shall be forced to pour ketchup all over you and call you Lawrence. I just ordered a lifetime's supply of ketchup too, so don't think I'm not serious. Let's begin again soon!

come again.