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Ria Bit Me!

Banned From The Back Yard

Yesterday I felt a bit out of sorts pretty much all day. It wasn't something that was centred in my stomach, or a pain in my head, it was more of an all over discomfort. Something just wasn't right.

All day long I was forgetting things. This afternoon I remembered how one child told me that they wake up in the night because they can hear noises coming from their parent's bedroom. Not television sorts of noises. Not talking sorts of noises. Not fighting sorts of noises. Loving sorts of noises. It's stopping them from sleeping. I can't for the life of me remember who it is, but I thought that it was pretty funny. Maybe the kid's parents were working on an addition to the family?

In the end I had a big sleep last night. I think that it was around 11 hours. I could easily have gone for a couple more. But I had to get up and go to work. Which was okay.

So today was a much better day. I was back on form. I even managed to get a couple of kids to cry again today!

One of them is this boy who can be very frustrating. He persistently makes poor choices. He also doesn't like facing the consequences of his poor choices. Today I was keeping an eye on his room during the rest period of the day, and recently I was shown a technique that has been used in the past that will get him to sleep. I should have used the trick today, because he was being a rude little shit. Except I didn't. The reason why I didn't use the trick is that it doesn't look the best.

What you have to do is get him to lie on his bed on his belly. You put his arms down by his side, and his legs straight out. You put his head to one side and sit next to him on a chair. Then you cover his face with a sheet. The first time I saw it done I was reminded of the prisoners at the Abu Ghraib prison. It doesn't look too good. The way that it works though is that this boy needs it to be very dark with no distractions. Otherwise his mind just can't slow down long enough to go to sleep. This trick works every time apparently, and only takes five minutes. Of course as soon as he is asleep you take the sheet off his face so that he no longer looks like an sensory deprived inmate (which I guess in a way he is).

I didn't do it today, and I kind of regret it. If I'd done it he wouldn't have had the opportunity to make the poor choices that he did. And he would have been a whole lot less distressed. Me too.

There was some other stuff I was going to talk about today, but I can't for the life of me remember what it is. Maybe I need another 11 hours sleep?

Tomorrow is the Mother's Day morning tea at work, so I've got to be there a little bit early so that I can make some delicious sandwiches. Last year we had a great turn out, and I hope that that is the case again this year.

My gimp suit arrived today. Believe it or not but it's really uncomfortable.

Jupiter Room

Long weekends come, and long weekends go. This past weekend was a long weekend, and I saw it through to the end. It was good.

The play on Saturday was really great. I had a bit of a hard time getting a carpark, which unfortunately forced me to miss the first minute. And my proper seat. They had to sneak me in up the back so that I wouldn't disturb the other audience members. I was okay with that though.

The production was really enjoyable. I was surprised as to how many lines from Hamlet are in everyday use. And to think that something written 400 years ago is still relevant is amazing. I guess that's the beauty of Shakespeare.

I must admit, there was a portion near the interval where things were dragging a little bit, and I may have had teeny weeny micro sleep, but that happens from time to time. I really had to hot foot it to the theatre, and that probably wore me out a bit.

Saturday night was a nice night. I ate a huge plate of Mexican food down at Pepe's. Again I disappointed myself by paying for Mexican from there. I don't know what it is, but I always walk away feeling that I could do as good a job at home and at far less cost. I have made the vow before that I won't eat there, but I always go back. Oh well.

Sunday was the Seafood Festival. It was a big day. Maybe a little bit too big. I got carried away with the moment and upset some people, including myself. I'm not sure who some of the people in those photos below are. The girl wearing my sunglasses? No idea. And she looks exactly the same in the two consecutive pictures. Weird.

I also lost a shoe. Which was a bummer. I was in the Caxton, having a good time on the dance floor when it disappeared. I lifted my foot up, and the shoe was gone. I looked on the ground for a minute, but it had disappeared into the ether. Gone but not forgotten. Tony and I had drunk quite a few jaegerbombs by this point, so perhaps my search powers were a little lacking. I wasn't too upset about losing the shoe though, and I'm still not. I guess there was casualties on both sides.

Later on I took my other shoe off. I felt silly walking around with just one shoe on. Tony and I still managed to get into the Tinbilly later on. And I almost made it into the casino wearing one of Tony's thongs.

So it was a good time. I even managed to have some calamari early on in the piece. I probably shouldn't have stayed out as late as I did.

Thankfully it was a public holiday the next day. So I didn't have to pay too high a price for my sins. Ria and I made it down to the beach which was nice. We met up with Adam and Laura and had some Wahoo's. It was okay.

For dinner last night I had pizza. And then I watched The Holiday. I don't regret the pizza, I do regret the movie.