Don't Be Shy

Wow, what a week it has been, huh? Ups, downs, lefts, rights, wrongs. It's been one of those weeks that makes you wonder what you do to kill time in normal weeks. There's been alot of action.

If you'd been speaking to me last Friday and told me all of the things that would happen to me over the next 7 days I am pretty sure that I wouldn't have believed you. It has been a Jerry Bruckheimer production of a week. And you know what? I don't mind it.

It's been exciting, exhilarating, exhausting and unExpected. (sorry, I couldn't help myself). I've managed to go and fly a kite. Went for a walk along Kangaroo Point cliffs. Saw a really bad movie that a lot of other people in the theatre thought was hilarious. Was sent a slightly disturbing sms from someone up the coast. Got drunk. Ate a big steak. Stayed out til dawn. Got up at dawn. Saw old friends. Made a new friend. Got soundly beaten by some old men at swimming. Got down to the pool a few times. Had some kid bop me one. Had some other kid say, "I love you, Pumpkin," two minutes later. I've broken a computer monitor and fixed a photocopier. As I said, it's been a big week.

I think that tonight I'm going to stay in Brisbane and just sleep. I've gotten up at 5 the past two mornings, and it's taken it's toll. I'm worried that if I try to have a powernap at work they mightn't be able to rouse me. That mightn't be such a bad thing.