trips

Freak with coathanger.

So, this is what I look like now. Bright red hair. Everyone at work is over making 'funny' jokes about it, thank christ, cos if there's one thing I hate it's the office (fuck)wits acting as if they're the first to crack a joke about the colour of my hair.

It looks like this page isn't so much a story about my trip to Sydney as a rant about boring people who feel obliged to bring everyone down to their own boring level. Oh well. I had a fun trip but what's to write about Sydney? Kuleto's still has two-for-one cocktails happy hour and there should be a law about bush doofs with self-indulgent music. Thanks to Jo and Paul for putting up with me crashing at their place.