... I awoke to the sound of Magpies carolling. Walking to the station I passed a Crepe Myrtle tree full of lorikeets.
Then I passed a house with an old man standing in the doorway, wearing nothing but a pair of saggy grey y-fronts.
Then I had to walk past a stone dead Sulfur-Crested Cockatoo.
Then I got to work and 7 kinds of shit were flying around, perilously close to fans!
The day seemed to start with such potential ...
Thursday, January 25
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