Monday 1st February
Night
I went for a late night walk.
Tuesday 2nd February
I bought a tiny yoghurt apricot oat-y thing from the rip-off $2 tray and feel suitably ripped off.
Wednesday 3rd February
8:02am
Ned is off to work.
8:54am
Ned is at work. A big GAH to the two accidents on the inner-city bypass, and an even larger GAH to the third accident bringing Kingsford Smith to a standstill. Two smaller, but equally emphatic GAH’s to the garbage truck stopping across the entire backstreet I decided to escape down, and to the concrete truck, performing the eighteen point turn across the entire road, and a long, sigh-ful GAH to the thousands of horse trucks, presumably trucking horses, which all had to turn right across lanes of traffic in front of me.
8:57am
Ned is eating muesli.
11:43am
Ned has an entire Arnott’s Family Assorted biscuit packet to himself, but fears it may not be enough.
1:38pm
Ned eats a salad roll.
9:46pm
Ned had Thai, now full.
10:37pm
Ned is off to bed.
Thursday 4th February
5:37pm
Ned needs cheering up. Clint replies: “don’t buy fish and chips from a sign that isn’t in English. So much stomach pain.” Ned is now cheered up.
Night
Ned ate Thai (the food, not the racial heritage), and is now at a loss.
Friday 5th February
Night
I picked Bronwen up from her work, drove to her parent’s place, got some computers, and mostly ignored her while she pulled them apart.
Late Night
I dropped Bronwen off at her parent’s place, then drove to Maz’s, where I stayed until it was quite late, not getting to bed until around four o’clock.
Saturday 6th February
Morning
I had a lazy morning.
Afternoon
Maz dropped past, but otherwise, I’ve had a lazy, uneventful afternoon.