In the Year of our lord, on the 8th day of the 8th month.. Koala farmer came into the world.

Oh yeah! Its me birthday! It's me birthday! *does homer simpson dance* Alright, alright.. enough messing about, I'm a serious man now.. Working for telstra here in australia. One of our biggest companies.. God knows how I ended up working for satan, but god dam it has the potentional of making me alot of money.

Alot of money= Feed the Travel Bug. Travel Bug get feed, Little Koala farmer get to see more of big, round blue thing called the earth. Koala farmer have more adventures, cause more mayhem! Meet more people. Break a few more hearts, get his heart broke.. Drink,dance and be merry. That isn't a bad life to live, right?

Ok, I could get married buy a house have babies. But I've always joked 40 would be the age I start doing that... Plus, life is already to hectic and short before getting up to change nappies at 330am in the morning. God knows as an uncle 6 times over I've had my fair share of ignoring that duty and letting my sister or brother change their own kids.. Huh? Whats an older brother slash uncle meant to do, help?

So what ever part of the world you are from, If you make it into a bar today or sometime this week, raise a glass in my honour and give me 3 cheers. As I've somehow manage to survive to another birthday!


Always outnumbered, Never outgunned.