Give me something to blog about ...

Upon waking yesterday, I checked my mail and got this email from Liz:

So I was thinking ... do you want to come over tonight – James will be working from 4 so I will be bored. Your presence would have a few purposes – one to help me not go crazy with all these assignments and two to make me do at least some work and three – and I’m sure this one might appeal to you the most … you will be out of your house! What do you think?

I fully concurred.

I gave Liz a call and we agreed that she would come and get me at 2pm. At 1,55 the doorbell rang. I opened the door and she said "The world is going to end!" -- "Huh?" -- "The world is going to end, I'm early." Luckily I hadn't packed my bag yet. Ultimately, the apocalypse was avoided by our searching the house for my stick and (fruitlessly) for my open can of coke. Fresh cokes in hand, we left at 2,05.

We arrived at Liz's and put on Everwood. We watched Everwood, cooked dinner, ate dinner, watched more Everwood.

This morning we got up and drove down to Penrith, making a pitstop at Maccas for breakfast. James and I got out while Liz and Carbi stayed in the car. We walked into Maccas and were greeted by a throng of pink women. Everywhere we looked there were women of varying ages, wearing blouses in varying shades of white, festooned in feather boas in varying shades of pink, and all of them prattling. Remember that Maccas stops serving at breakfast at 10,30am (and not a second after in my experience), so I had just gotten up hours earlier than usual and had not had my morning shot of caffeine and a bunch of prattling flamingo-women was getting on my nerves.

We continued down the mountain, windows open to disperse the poo smell issuing from my sausage and egg mcmuffin, arrived at the hardware shop. We bought some stuff and went home. I bet you thought there was an interesting story here right?

Hold on, one thing exciting happened. We went through a drive-through car wash! My first time in one. When the tri-coloured soap was shat on the windshield it was quite something.

Ok, excitement over. I should go and give Liz her laptop back so that she has no more excuses for procrastination.

Like I can talk.

Oh, and T. R. King (pictured) has come out! Woohoo. And can anyone guess where the inspiration for the title of today's post comes from? I'll give you a hint - it's a song.