Clem7

I’m about to go to sleep, for the second time today.  I must’ve passed out this morning without even realising it.  Last night at work was the busiest shift I’ve ever done there.  I was pretty much serving people ALL night and amazed I got anything else done at all.  Put $4000 in cash alone through the safe, which is just crazy in the 8 hours I was there.  But oh well.  Yeah this isn’t intersting, it just exhausted me I guess.  Future Music was on, as well as the AC/DC concert, so I had some interesting characters come in, plus a few asking for directions.  One lot were two very stunning girls looking for somewhere, but they were too drunk to even understand the directions I’d given them, even after showing them in the refidex (Umm I dunno what you southern-states call them – street-maps I guess?) and then there was a group of about 5 guys, all HOT as, looking for somewhere.  Other than that cabs were just in and out because they were all so busy.  One regular cabbie said he had 30 runs, and he hasn’t done that in about 3 years.  Crazy out there last night people!

I had a bit of a shock when the newspapers arrived (the second edition – as there are two on a Sunday) and it was breaking news about a Tsunami.  I them read it and it was basically nothing lol.  Feel sorry for Chile though – 8.8 is a HUGE earthquake!!

The girl after me called in sick so my manager came in.  I hadn’t seen her in ages.  Her son was with her too, who can be a little shit at times, but seemed to be okay this morning.  I probably would’ve happily stayed on but I had to leave to get home to get ready to go do the Clem7 tunnel walk today.

After work I got home (I drove) and got ready and jumped on a train to Bowen Hills, where I then walked and tried to find my mate and his friends.  They found me, and we walked the tunnel.  I was kinda thinking to myself that there really isn’t anything that exciting about walking the length of a newly opened tunnel, but hey I was more thinking about the social aspect of things.  Of course I still did the liberating task of updating my facebook once I was 60 meters beneath the Brisbane river 🙂  Immediately after I posted it I thought to myself how lame I was haha.  I mean, c’mon it is.

I then get home and go on facebook and there are tagged photos of me, with raccoon-eyes, as I did leave for there having been woken up by a phone call from my mate, but I a m glad he called me.  Another guy was there who I met at Gary’s party a few months ago, so it was good to see him again.  His other friends seemed cool, one two of them seemed to be a couple (judged purely by the holding of hands all the way down the tunnel) – hmmm, yes, definitely a sexual-innuendo there – and I know it’s not just me thinking it.

So yeah, we made it to the end.  It was actually quite cool in the tunnel, with a really nice breeze pretty much the whole way.  I’d heard that earlier in the day it was really hot for the runners and the water stands had run out of water and whatnot, so I’m really glad we walked it when we did.  There were sooo many people there, and we caught a bus back to the other end.  I walked home from there.  It was a pretty hot day outside.  I needed to stop at the IGA and get a much needed refreshment and I had sweat pouring off me.  Well not really, but I was damn hot!  Haha.  I’ll leave that one alone.

I have next weekend off so all is good for Sydney and partying it up!  Wooooo!!!