There's hope I may finally get my copy of Wil (Wheaton)'s book.
(Update: He's updated his entry and only mentions orders on taken on May 27 and 28. My order was placed on the 20th so... does this mean I'm SOL?)

I really want to read this book and every time my dad sent a package (mail and such) during the last 8 weeks I've gotten excited only to be deflated at AusPost. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate my dad sending this stuff, but junk mail and credit card offers are not real high on my list of fun things to read. And this of course just increases my anticipation (you know the drill, the more you can't get something, the more you want it). I think I've read 7 or 8 other books during that time.

Hopefully I'll get it... well, soon-ish. It will probably be an additional 4 weeks since it will be going via the geologic express aka USPS ("When it absolutely, positively has to get there this epoch"). *le sigh* I feel sorry for Wil, though. He's got to deal with the headache. I hope no one got overly PO'd. As for me, I told my dad to reject all mail for me stateside. There's nothing there I want or need and he doesn't need the hassle of being my PA. Everyone say some prayers of hastening or at least roll me some speed points on your dragon dice... I'm at the mercy of Mr. Zip, the USPS mascot who is just barely faster than old Mr. Speedy Delivery from Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood.

*re-read* Man, I need sleep. I'm sure it all makes sense in some weird way, but... anyway, delirium calls. Or is that the coffee machine?