And what a crap week it has been. I am glad it is over but I would be willing to pay dearly to not be going back to Syd tomorrow morning.
Some of the crap, like the mother of all hangovers, was self-inflicted. And the rest is just due to the shittiness of the job. As per usual, I completely passed out on the weekend - even more than usual, actually. Drinking at mid-week is definitely NOT the way to go. In fact, drinking at all will not be happening for a long while I've decided.
What else can I say? Didn't do much on the weekend. Had tickets for the Amnesty International Comedy Gala for Saturday night - which was the only thing that dragged me out of bed this weekend.
Actually... that's pretty much it... I've got nothing. No deep thoughts, none of my usual contemplation of people, life or where my life is going. Running a bit flat at the moment. *Sigh* Not even sure what to look forward to... There's no vacation on horizon and no way work is going to let me take time off... I might try anyway - I'll see where I'm staffed next. I hope it's Bangkok. It's gotta be better than Canberra...
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