A weekend gone by
Saturday was spent traveling across the city in pursuit of a myriad of activities. Travelled to the Dandenong Ranges with a group of urban city boys, stopping along the way to playing with boomerangs. Yes boomerangs. Made our way back to the Globe 2 Globe World Music Festival, with a quick dinner stop along the way. Braved the freezing night air to jump along to some funky music and giggle like a little girl as fireworks lit up the sky. The night might have been still young but we were cold and tired. Still managed to continue our journey to Chapel St, to a small and all too cramped bar, where Himself was due for a cameo appearance. Stayed just long enough for the heavy clouds of cigarette smoke to settle into our clothes and skin. Home welcomed us back with its usual creature comforts. A shower, a bath and 10 mins of tv later, I was asleep in front of my little fan heater curled up in the most unusual position.
Sunday was much a blur. I remember waking up close to 1pm, having food, then before I knew it it was time to watch Idol.
Today (Monday) is much the same. Although I might try to achieve more, like maybe walking to the mailbox.
