I can burrow through an elephant!

I'm becoming a right little salesperson.

C'mon, you know you want a T-shirt, and a badge, and a bumper sticker. And of course you'll need a field guide, and our gorgeous Life Along Land's Edge book. Maybe even a stubby holder and a tea-towel?

I can burrow through an elephant!

I'm becoming a right little salesperson.

C'mon, you know you want a T-shirt, and a badge, and a bumper sticker. And of course you'll need a field guide, and our gorgeous Life Along Land's Edge book. Maybe even a stubby holder and a tea-towel?

With the minty fresh death breath how can we outlast this catastrophe

God BJ, how many times will it take for you to learn? Never get your hopes up because it feels fucking awful when they’re torn down.

I have so had enough of this damn job. I want a little freedom again.

My plan for tonight involved.

- Being dropped off around 6:30pm in Broome.
- Putting lasagne on for dinner.
- Ringing Matt from town before mum & dad came home.
- Microwaving a cheddar kransky to eat while I waited.
- Having a hot shower
- Showing mum & dad cannon netting photos
- Sleeping in a comfy bed.
- Maybe even watching a little TV.

Instead I get
- stuck here at the Obs.
- Crap for dinner
- Cold shower
- Shitted off
- No decent sleep in tomorrow
- Less time in town to chill out in comfort
- Less time with my parents while they’re up here.


After so many alternatives were organised so I could get into town, they’ve all fallen through.

I hate it up here. I wanna go home.

This is the first time it’s got to me so much I’m almost in tears.

A bit later
Yeah, I was shat. I've since got in contact with mum and they'll pick me up tonight. Not what I'd planned but better than what things looked like.

Man, I was ready to just disappear and sleep on the beach. I used to act like that at parties sometimes, if I got so shat I'd just sneak somewhere secluded and ponder how long it would take for someone to worry about me.

With the minty fresh death breath how can we outlast this catastrophe

God BJ, how many times will it take for you to learn? Never get your hopes up because it feels fucking awful when they’re torn down.

I have so had enough of this damn job. I want a little freedom again.

My plan for tonight involved.

- Being dropped off around 6:30pm in Broome.
- Putting lasagne on for dinner.
- Ringing Matt from town before mum & dad came home.
- Microwaving a cheddar kransky to eat while I waited.
- Having a hot shower
- Showing mum & dad cannon netting photos
- Sleeping in a comfy bed.
- Maybe even watching a little TV.

Instead I get
- stuck here at the Obs.
- Crap for dinner
- Cold shower
- Shitted off
- No decent sleep in tomorrow
- Less time in town to chill out in comfort
- Less time with my parents while they’re up here.


After so many alternatives were organised so I could get into town, they’ve all fallen through.

I hate it up here. I wanna go home.

This is the first time it’s got to me so much I’m almost in tears.

A bit later
Yeah, I was shat. I've since got in contact with mum and they'll pick me up tonight. Not what I'd planned but better than what things looked like.

Man, I was ready to just disappear and sleep on the beach. I used to act like that at parties sometimes, if I got so shat I'd just sneak somewhere secluded and ponder how long it would take for someone to worry about me.