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Have just returned from another philisophical debate disguised as a driving lesson. My driving instructor is a lovely guy, but he is incredibly distracting and not in a Hooray-My-Driving-Instructor-Is-Johnny-Depp kind of way. Every time I drive past a church he crosses himself, and considering there are about 300 churches around Fairfield it gets a bit much. For the first couple of lessons I thought my driving was that bad that every time he got in the car with me he thought it was the end and had to start praying to the Man Upstairs for help.

Then today what started as a discussion about the pulp mill in Tasmania turned into him arguing that abortion was wrong. I can’t be talking about these sorts of things while trying to negotiate things like indicating, turning and not hitting anything.

Went to see Romance & Cigerettes with Em and Rach last night and had Thai afterwards. Was a top night. The last time I saw that movie I was on a plane (regretfully) coming home from Italy. God it’s a good movie. Am very disturbed about what comes out of Kate Winslets mouth in that movie though.