2012/01/03

It’s miserably hot.

That is all I have to say about that.

New Years eve was ok.

Peter and I decided that we’d like to avoid any sort of crowds and annoying drunk morons by staying in. I wasn’t particularly content to sit on my arse all night and asked him if there was anything else that he’d like to do? Not knowing Melbourne all that well yet, was there somewhere we could go that would overlook the fireworks perhaps? Sure enough there was; High Street, Northcote.
Of course everyone else on the north side of Melbourne that didn’t want to brave the drunken masses had the same idea! Fortunately we were there around 11:15 and found a decent place to stand, come 11:45 there was no room and people were blocking traffic just to get a view.
So we rung in the new year, counting down with the masses, kissing a cute boy, wishing him a happy new year.

8:17 and I’m back at work. The air con isn’t on and it’s already hot and stuffy.

Yesterday Brenden, Ben and I sat on the couch and watched a string of movies. Rise of the Planet of the Apes, Super Bad, Water for Elephants, Precious and The Last King of Scotland.

I didn’t get to bed until well after midnight.

I have a stomach ache.

Blah.

Ciao.

Oh and Happy New Year all. As belated as it is.

LPH