Didn't blog everyday due to coin-op computers and a pile of high-school people at the hotel.
Went around Melbourne. Bought things (Star Trek and Simpsons DVDs, but NOT I may add cool wingtip shoes). Ate good food (and bad buffet food. We don't learn). Saw Tanja's sister. Saved Tanja's sister's boyfriend from Death By Tanja (he made light of her glass-ceiling-women-get-less-money-for-same-work coversation and nearly lost his left testicle. It was a thing). Took off with my camera for an afternoon and had a disastrous public transport experience (equivalent of trying to go from the city to Newtown and ending up in Emu Plains). Saw new Harry Potter film (meh). Slept in leaking waterbed at Tanja's sister's place. Watched my facial hair and fingernails grow as I had neglected razor and clippers. Flew home. Bought a book on the way back, which was odd.
Back to work on Wednesday. Well. I say work. Coaching role. So kind of work.
2 comments:
Ah, to have been a fly on the wall when the almost-testicle-lopping took place. I have lesbian friends who would pay to see that.
Paid money, eh?
Lucas, I think you could start making money off this...
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