Can you believe another week has passed? I can’t.
Well obviously Sydney made me really sick - food poisoning or somesuch, and I was quite ill indeed on Friday. Leyton came around and we watched football, Heroes and Lost, after Woo picked me up from the airport. Saturday I went shopping at Carindale, visited M&D and then had dinner with Glara. We watched all 12 parts of R Kelly’s “Trapped in the Closet” which was pretty intense.
Sunday met up with Blacky and Glara at the Jazzy Cat for breaky. It’s under new management, which I wasn’t a big fan of. I dropped Blacky at the gabba for the football and entertained Charlotte with lame magic tricks until Kristian was finished at Laser Force down the road. Then they went home, and I headed north for an appearance at a family party in Aspley.
Monday when I woke up, I was boxed into my room - something Leyton had done the night before, presumably in retalliation for me throwing away his mattress in the hallway. Blacky made breakfast, and we did some work and watched some TV, and generally did nothing interesting.
But I’m sure everyone ELSE had an interesting long weekend. I just want another one of doing nothing, and soon please.