On Friday I was going gangbusters to get some renderings done at work before leaving for the long weekend. I got them done in time to leave for the conference, but in the process I created the biggest knots in my neck I have ever experienced. A combination of stress, sitting with poor posture, and staring at the computer screen for hours on end. On Friday night I woke up with an insane headache and couldn't fall back asleep for anything. So at 1:30 AM I stumbled out of bed and into the car to see if I could find an establishment that could sell me some Nurofen (Australia's Ibuprofen equivalent). I drove through the deserted skirts of Victor Harbour into the town center, where a Shell gas station and the bar were the only things open. The gas station attendent sent me back out of town to a BP that was also still open. Thankfuly they had some Nurofen. So then I took some and felt better and went to sleep. How's that for anticlimax?
I saw this ute in Victor Harbour, and thought it was probably the sweetest I had ever seen. Check out those chromed mags!
This is the building Sarah and I stayed in for the weekend. It was near the mansion, but was obviously not originally part of it. They called it "the bunker."
I've been reading Acts lately.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment