16.02.03 | 10:19 pm
A failing effort
Tonight I have a lot on my mind. And can barely keep my eyes open to write it all down. This will be an effort and a half.
The days events were fairly normal and relaxing. Andrew picked me up this morning probably a bit before lunch time. We cruised round to Josh's place where we just hung out for a little while and played with Zephyr, then Macca showed up and we were gonna head off to the foreshore to play footy or something like that lol. We ended up going to Ryan's, went and played pool for an hour and then met Ryan and Mel at Mel's Dad's workshop, where him and Ryan are building a drag race car - mate, it looks pretty nice hey! They've built it from scratch, like FROM SCRATCH. So it's mostly just the frame and the white panels at the moment, with the engine in and a few other pieces. The supercharger was sitting on a shelf next to it which is gonna look SICK when its put in! We ended up staying at the garage for ages, then we finally went back to Macca's where we played PS2 for most of the avo. The guys went and got pizza eventually and then we went to the park, messed around and did some crazy shit hehe, played basketball and stuff til it was dark, went back to Macca's for a drink and then Andrew came and dropped me off.
There was this whole other thing that I was gonna write about September 11, the war against Iraq and all theological/political bullshit like that - thoughts floating in and out and around all day today. But I'm fucking beat and I've (hopefully) got a big shopping day ahead tomorrow so it'll have to wait.
Much love,
From a fucking knackered Mel. Damn...