Last week, I entered my last movie time, kissed Rugger's sorry ass goodbye,
and left my job.

I feel like I've squeezed Perth for all it's worth. Rather than staying
here and paying rent for another month, I decided that I'd rather spend my
money seeing the northwest coast of Australia, the only part of the
continent that I have not yet seen. I went to Traveller's Club in the
city and scanned the message board for other backpackers who might be
driving up there. I copied down a few phone numbers and almost ended up
leaving with three Danish guys, but I backed out at the last minute. They
seemed to be rushing it a bit and I wasn't sure that they'd be stopping at
all of the places I wanted to see. So I went to the counter and booked an
18-day, four-wheel-drive adventure tour up the coast all the way to Darwin.
According to the brochure, I'll be seeing waterfalls, dolphins, gorges,
beaches, camels, sand dunes, and the Pinnacles again. They say this is the
best time of year to go. I leave in a week.

A couple of weeks ago, two girls approached me in a club and asked me why
I'm always there alone. We talked for a bit, and after learning that I was
from Texas, they proceeded to get me very drunk. I've been spending the
last few days hanging out with Jacqui (who looks like Jennifer Aniston even
though she denies it). Strangely enough, after a few drinks and stupid
jokes, Jacqui told me that I reminded her a lot of her friend Al, a
Canadian. I entered movie times with Al.

We've been going out a lot and she's been introducing me to all of her
friends. It's been great having people to go out with. Last week, we went
to Burswood Casino and had a great time. It's is just like any other
casino. Spacious, lots of blinking lights and ringing slot machines. Most
of the excitement seemed to be coming from the Coin Toss. COIN TOSS.
Fucking Australians. Years of under-aged casino-hopping in the Bahamas have
molded me into a seasoned blackjack player, so I sat down at a table with
Carolyn, one of Jacqui's friends.

I was shocked to see one of the old ladies at the table start placing her
own chips behind mine. She was betting on me. Not only did I have to worry
about losing my money, but I had to worry about hers too. A few minutes
later, a Chinese guy started placing his chips behind mine as well. Talk
about pressure. It only took a few consecutive busts for them to stop doing
that, and then I was on my own again. Phew.

Off to buy milk for Michelle, who, if not bitching about how smelly my room
is or not doing the dishes which are mostly hers, is bitching about the fact
that I never buy milk.

Oh ya, Sarah decided to stop calling me, so she never got the vibrator.
Stay tuned to see who gets it.

No Regrets.

Jeff