Kitsune Maison

I really am a lame-o sometimes. In the end on Saturday night I stayed at home. I didn't go out anywhere. I didn't get drunk. I didn't even walk up to the service station to buy a chocolate milk. It was very disappointing and sympomatic of something. What? I don't know, but it's very unlike me to do nothing two Saturdays in a row. I can't remember the last time that happened.

Even though I was disappointed with myself for my lack of action on Saturday night I must say that waking up and feeling good on a Sunday is always nice. It makes you want to take advantage of the day and the beautiful weather, which I did. For the first part of the morning I did some washing, making sure that everything will be ready for my trip. I've washed a heap of underpants because they are really the only thing that I'm concerned about. I'll quite happily wear other clothes that are a little unclean, but I try to stay fresh down there.

After I'd hung up a couple of loads I went with Stuart to Denim which is a cafe down near Southbank. I can reccomend it very highly to anybody who wants a nice place to sit down and watch the world walk by. Especially males. Stuart and I had 4 coffees each and were joined by a a couple of other people. These people were Dean (who had the biggest coffee I have ever seen), Will and Caroline. It was very nice, although after the 4 coffees I had quaffed I was feeling pretty speedy and wanted to do something, anything, it's just that I didn't know what. Because the weather was so fine Stuart and decided to go down the coast, which we did.

Before we could go down the coast though there were a couple of things that needed attending to. One of them was the picking up of provisions (boardshorts, towels, girlfriend) and the other was the filling up of the car. Unfortunately when I was filling the car up I managed to spurt petrol everywhere, dousing myself and the car in the foul smelling liquid. I now had to drive with the windows down or be in danger of passing out from the noxious fumes. Anways.

We all went down the coast. It was beautiful. Not a whole lot of surf, but the water was really warm, I think that Stuart and I were in for about an hour, which is ridiculous because it is the middle of winter. The water was clear and there was quite a few people about. After the swim Stuart and I found Ria and Jay-lee and went to the Sushi Train station. It wasn't the best, but it certainly filled the hole. Then it was time to come back.

Once Stuart and I had arrived home that was pretty much it for the day. Mum and Dad had returned from Stanthorpe where they had bought a whole heap of apples and pears. They had also bought some other things. It seems they had a good time, although Mum's leg had swollen up to three times its normal size which was weird. That's about it really.

I stayed over at Ria's last night and I'm really tired today. Only one more sleep to go!