So I went to my block today, stopped in Warragul, big breakfast. Danni paid.
Dug a shallow pit, and burned a bunch of dead trees. If I'd been armed, I could have shot me a roo, and thrown it on the pit and had me a traditional Aboriginal BBQ. But, I'm not into killing roo's. Sat on the beach for half an hour when we'd finished, just chilling to the waves crashing on 90 Mile Beach. We were the only people there. It's June, and it was dark, so it weren't beach weather for the rest of humanity.
Then on the way home, I got a text message from my friend Raoul. I talked to him for over an hour on Skype. Looking forward to seeing him and his other half Bianca in July, they be making the big trek to Oz from Germany.
Then I found out that my team won today.
And now I'm gonna get me some.
Yup, it's been a good day. Nobody got shot in da 'hood.