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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Tuesday 18 March 2008 (Day View)
18.03.2008 – Tuesday 18 March – Up Late
- • Sleeping in is especially nice now that it’s starting to get cooler.
- • Rushed to Umart to pick up a purchase for Maz, then drove him and Stella to Indooroopilly where we went shopping, then dropped Stella at work, spent some time at Maz’s, drove back to my place, picked up Grace, drove to Kangaroo Point Cliffs, picked up Bronwen, had dinner, talked for ages, drove Maz home, drove Bronwen home, drank iced coffee, and now it’s 3 o’clock in the morning.
- • Oh dear. It’s light. It’s morning. Must go to bed. Must not buy iced coffee again. Looking on the bright side (no pun intended), I’ve just pounded out 2000 iced-coffee-powered words of my Tasmanian journal. Let’s hope it makes some sense.