If you can't wake up in the morning...
Jul. 30th, 2005 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gemfyreToday, in point form.
- Get up at 5:30. Second day in a row. Go to markets to run stall. Remember stools for a change.
- Buy more soap at markets and another sarong as well some veggies and frozen fruit.
- Back out park at markets, whilst trying not to hit silly woman who insists on walking behind me. Bus suddenly stops. I look out the window and see I've hit one of those arch thingys on bike paths. I go back into the park to try for a tighter turn and get out without hitting anything.
- Get Subway for lunch. $2.45 for a six inch melt and a drink. Those stamp cards are great, such a pity they're being phased out.
- Eat Subway while searching for crimson finches some punter reported at the markets. See some zebra and double-barred finches but no crimsons.
- Go to Action to buy some stuff. Notice huge dent in side of bus. Think "Holy crap!" as well as giggle a little. The bus deserves a few dings.
- Do some pickups and head back to Obs.
- Get told by Chris I'm doing this afternoon's tour. I laugh and go "yeah right". He says he's serious. I am not impressed being sleep deprived, having stuff to do and thinking "They better not say I'm doing this tour this arvo."
- We comprimise, Chris gives the talk while I snooze for about 15 minutes. It's surprisingly refreshing.
- I take the tour. The tide isn't in far enough and being a Saturday there are morons all over the beach. People riding motorbikes on the beach, people with unleashed dogs etc etc. I think I shall write my disgusted bitch post about the shocking management (or more lack of it) of this bay a bit later.
- Chris, Stu and I decide to go into town for dinner after we drop off people from tour.
- We eat Kebabs, Stu drives like a maniac. I sing Robbie Williams loudly in the car.
- I am home, I need sleep. I want a hot shower but am tossing up as to whether a cold shower is better than no shower at all.
- I pretty much worked a 12 hour day.
- I start at 10am tomorrow.
*zonk*
- Get up at 5:30. Second day in a row. Go to markets to run stall. Remember stools for a change.
- Buy more soap at markets and another sarong as well some veggies and frozen fruit.
- Back out park at markets, whilst trying not to hit silly woman who insists on walking behind me. Bus suddenly stops. I look out the window and see I've hit one of those arch thingys on bike paths. I go back into the park to try for a tighter turn and get out without hitting anything.
- Get Subway for lunch. $2.45 for a six inch melt and a drink. Those stamp cards are great, such a pity they're being phased out.
- Eat Subway while searching for crimson finches some punter reported at the markets. See some zebra and double-barred finches but no crimsons.
- Go to Action to buy some stuff. Notice huge dent in side of bus. Think "Holy crap!" as well as giggle a little. The bus deserves a few dings.
- Do some pickups and head back to Obs.
- Get told by Chris I'm doing this afternoon's tour. I laugh and go "yeah right". He says he's serious. I am not impressed being sleep deprived, having stuff to do and thinking "They better not say I'm doing this tour this arvo."
- We comprimise, Chris gives the talk while I snooze for about 15 minutes. It's surprisingly refreshing.
- I take the tour. The tide isn't in far enough and being a Saturday there are morons all over the beach. People riding motorbikes on the beach, people with unleashed dogs etc etc. I think I shall write my disgusted bitch post about the shocking management (or more lack of it) of this bay a bit later.
- Chris, Stu and I decide to go into town for dinner after we drop off people from tour.
- We eat Kebabs, Stu drives like a maniac. I sing Robbie Williams loudly in the car.
- I am home, I need sleep. I want a hot shower but am tossing up as to whether a cold shower is better than no shower at all.
- I pretty much worked a 12 hour day.
- I start at 10am tomorrow.
*zonk*
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