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Oh Paul McDermott, I wish you'd never left the UK. We would've loved you! Except uh, maybe not some of the girls in that video. But the rest of us!

Alice Springs quickly gets dull. I'm back exactly where I was for three hours this morning, sitting in a corner of the computer room where there's a plug socket, downloading Primeval and watching Paul McDermott on Youtube. You'd be surprised at how much of my trip that describes.

...Or, looking back at my LJ entries, maybe not.

Oh holy crap, THEY UNDRESS A GUY IN THE FRONT ROW. That's both hilarious and terrifying. Suddenly being in the front row for a Derren Brown show seems pretty tame. Oh my god.

IN THINGS THAT ARE NOT PAUL MCDERMOTT-RELATED:

The only hoodie I could find in any of the many souvenir shops here (pretty much the only shops open on Sundays; JayJays was closed, dammit) was a Bondi Lifeguard one, which is pretty cool because I wanted one in Sydney but I was still being careful with money back then (hah hah did that not last). The only minor, tiny, infintesimal problem was that I want it to wear on the next three days hiking in the outback, which is mostly some shade of orange... and the hoodie is white.

You can see how this might end in the terrible destruction of a new hoodie, right?

I still bought it. It's bloody freezing and it was the only thing I even remotely liked in about seven shops. Still cost me too much (I actually think the ones in Sydney might've been cheaper -_-) but it's cold dammit. Of course, I like it so much that now I'm thinking of keeping it safely in my bag and being cold rather than coming back Thursday with it tie-dyed orange but I rather suspect that resolution will only last until tomorrow when I have to get up in the freezingness of 5:30am.

I say again: this bloody great rock? So better be worth it.