Airliner Boredom

The flight to Perth, which is almost the same as the flight to Singapore, is terminally (no airport jokes intended) boring. This is not helped by the horror that is "He's Just Not That Into You" for inflight entertainment (although the over-dubbed swearing is fun).

This has meant that I have spent time programming curse-words into my phone, getting damaged on in-flight G&Ts and trying to concentrate so hard that I manage to pull this whole cabin and it's occupants foward in space and time by another two and a half hours...

It's more than an hour later and I am so bored that I have put nicknames for everyone into my contact list.

This is hell. I am beginning to worry about flying to Europe at the end of the year.

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

A Goodbye

Well Canberra, it's been...ok it's been a...oh fuck it, it's been average. Congratulations on your pretty trees and amazing museums and galleries, but it's time you did something about the rampant poverty and crime and the whole "there's nothing to do" problem. Oh yeah some sort of sex ed. program might sort out the whole teenage mums with blank faces and screaming children thing you have going on.

Ok your Wig and Pen micro-brewery is pretty good too.

So yeah, let's do it again in another six years.

It's been...average.

XO Lucas.

P.S. I think your weather is great and I envy your four distinct seasons, I just wish you weren't so beige.




-- Posted at large from the outside world.