i’m so sleepy.
I woke up at 6:30 dreaming that i’d slept past checkout time. how sillie. i’d set the airconditioner to 30degrees celsius but still had to have two doonas. so so so.
I checked out and put my semi-suitcase back in the locker. then wandered around until time to go home, having breakfast and buying clothes and taking photos and getting lost. everyone kept ringing me but i’d forgotten to bring my phone charger so had to just turn it off. an enormously fat boy complimented my camera. I only got lost once and that was in an 8story department store.
nearly fell asleep on the train to the airport. took pictures of the graffiti that covers the walls 6feet up all along the million kilometre tracks. mistakenly got into the wrong queue to check in, then mistakenly went to the wrong boarding gate. but! got on the right plane! eventually. and it was almost empty so I had 8 rows all to myself, except there were around 90 shrieking babies on board.
arrived home to 300 emails! i’d forgotten to reregister xentrik.net so did that right away. i’ve lots of business stuff to do still but will tomorrow (in between studying, of coursssse).
just got home from the Powderfinger show! they played hardly any new songs, for which I am thankful, and pick you up and my happiness, for which I am joyous. or was. John Butler Trio played as well, yay. and an anonymous stranger passed me a joint, there must have been 70 going around. just as I was leaving I used up the remainder of my memory on a silly movie. some parts are so wobblie ’cause I was jumping up and down (sorry, it’s no longer available here).
afterwards was the best part. there were millions of people clogging the streets around the amphitheatre.
but now i’m going to bed.