You had me at hello...

Well, it's been a while hasn't it. 11 days to be precise. The reason being, I haven't had fuck all to talk about. But, I suppose I'll just go on and on about the pointless happening of my incredibly entertaining school holidays.
They're almost over too! D:

Haven't done a whole lot other than just macking it at home and Enolk's seshing bulk, kicking it back and just wasting my holidays the only way I know how. Fuck sport, fuck work, fuck doing things that require more energy than taking a cone or that dreaded 5 minute walk from mine to Enolk's.

In other news, I went down south for 2 days with the woman that gave me life. Yes, my Mummy.
We were orgininally going to get the train there and back, but we had to get the bus there due to railroad maintenance. We caught the bus to Bunbury at about 9:30am last Tuesday from the city, it was a 3 hour trip (aprox.) and we got dropped off at the new train station in Bunbury. From there we got a free shuttle to the city/information bureau, and then we walked to the hotel. We checked in, chucked all our shit in the hotel, had a bit of a rest and watched TV for a little while. Then we decided to go and get some lunch. We walked around, me craving wedges, sour cream and sweet chilli sauce, and found a great little cafe called The Bean or something like that. I got wedges, sour cream and sweet chilli sauce and Mum got all day breakfast.
After that, we went for a walk around and ended up getting a nice new Insight/Dopamine Jacket and a Krew Flanno/Shirt.
We went back to the hotel, macked it for a while then went out for dinner. We went to Henry's. Mum got the Pumpkin Soup, and I the Nachos. The nachos were rather average, not exactly cafe style. More like, a jar of salsa, some corn chips from coles and some cheese, sour cream and lettuce. But fair enough, it's only nachos. Anywho, we walked around for a while and it was so fucking cold I couldn't finish my sentences, so we just ventured back to the hotel to watch TV.

I couldn't sleep that great, resulting in me sweating my balls off and at 1am, me turning the air conditioner on. I left it on until I got cool enough to put a sheet over me, then I guess I fell asleep some time after that.
The next morning, we went where we had planned to; Buck's Diner, for breakfast. $12 for bacon and 2 eggs on toast and 2 or 3 bits of fried tomato. Was nice, but for some reason my stomach decided to mutilate itself while I ate, and I couldn't finish it. After that, we went for a walk next to the beach (didn't want sand in me shoes, harhar) and ended up walking to about 20 different shops Mum wanted to goto, enough to watse time. Then we just went back to the hotel, picked up out bags and headed to the shuttle to the train station.

I listened to Carnifex, Chimaira and Parkway the whole way home. As an African American guy, train staff, who was SO NOT GANGSTER tried to "woo" the passengers with his catchy rhymes over the intercom. I can't quite recall all of them, but here were a few:
"Here's the scoop, our next stop is Yarrrrloop!"
"No, I'm not telling a tale, but our next stop is Armadale!"

If I remember any more, I may or may not update the post...

Thanks for reading!

P.S. What the fuck is up with the handstyles in Bunbury? It's as if they all copy each other's junky handtstyles almost identically, yet some just can't quite get it right. Props to those in Bunbury with original handstyles.