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Another 10 days of virtual madness has flown by. I'm spending far too much money but having a wonderful time. I can't even remember what I did on the weekend but I think that's the sleep deprivation.

Fringe Sunday was wicked - Maz and I had our faces painted, sampled as much free food as we could, stalked the guy from Flight of the Conchords and the guy from Gud and saw a scary man juggling chainsaws and fire, wearing only a gold g-string. Argh. Last Monday night we were at the meadows spinning fire and there was a chai tent, multiple drummers, a trumpeter, and some of the best fire and acrobatics I've ever seen. There was a girl who ended up standing on top of a guy's head whilst they were both spinning double fire staffs. Mind boggling stuff. I went out to a gay club with Candice last Tuesday and we danced til stupid o'clock to cheesey pop music and commercial hip hop, it was great. Wednesday I went to a bunch of my least favourite pubs (Rush, Siglo, Nicol Edwards) but it had to be done for the sake of Amateur Pole Dancing (yes, as scary as it sounds, and worse!) I really can't remember what happend on Thursday and Friday but I'm sure I'll work it out eventually. Saturday night Leila and Michelle had a going away party in a quarry at Blackford Hill. It was one of the most amazing nights I've ever had. There were bonfires, drums, spanish bagpipes