And it is 11.11.11 in Australia already and this will not happen in another 100 years, so today must be special so I will dedicate my whole past years of existence to television. No matter what people say, and I still do like wanky films and selective books and music of the obscure kind or the super trash (extremely extreme), I think that television’s not so bad. I turned out quite all right; went to uni, more left than right politically, read a couple of books and stuff and I have a cat. Normal as a mushroom, see.