The official results are in for step one of The Experiment. There was a tie so I need to do both. I am going to phone a few friends and ask them to think of someone for me to have a coffee with and I am going to the pub to get really drunk and ask random men to have coffee with me. Oh dear. My housemates are coming with me to make sure that I do not get abducted or hit my head on anything sharp.
In other less alarming news I will be selling my zine at the Sydney Writers' Festival tomorrow afternoon. I am particularly excited about this. I have no idea what the zine looks like as I am collaborating with my housemate and she is in charge of the layout and design, I merely make the words. So come on down and spend three dollars, I could use the cash to put towards my drunk night at the pub. The problem with being at work is that you have to do work.
