great, there goes my long weekend…

I finally have a proper long week-end when I’m not rostered for work at all, and I have to spend two thirds of it at home because of crazy weather… (or technically, more than two thirds, since I wasn’t out the entire Saturday)

Well, I guess it was alright. It’s good to have some time to rest and recover and whatever. And I suppose it’s been a reasonably productive week-end, anyway – caught up with friends I hadn’t seen for weeks/months (?), submitted the Gold Questionnaire and hence finished my CPD requirements for the year (until October), watched several episodes of ‘Breaking Bad’ (into the 3rd season now), cleaned up some stuff around the house…

You know, even though the 2011 floods were only two years ago, I don’t remember too much from it except all the News coverage and the fact that it was sunny and kind of normal around my neighbourhood for most of it. Actually, I just had a quick skim through my posts from January 2011 – hadn’t realised I’d written quite so many entries about it – but I suppose it’s good that I did, since I remember more now.

Anyway, from what I gather from the all the TV stories about the floods this year, it seems not quite as bad as 2011, since we’re kind of more prepared for it. But things seemed pretty intense yesterday with incessant rain and ridiculously strong winds. A few of our banana trees have been bent in half. Not actually snapped or torn from the ground or anything, but bent so that it looks like they’re bowing or trying to touch their toes/roots.

I went for a bit of a walk around the neighbourhood this afternoon since it hasn’t really rained much today. There were a lot of branches and whatnot around roads and footpaths. A few fallen or semi-fallen trees here and there. Seemed alright, though.

Apparently tomorrow is “back to work as usual”, which I’m not that disappointed about, since I’d probably go slowly insane if I had to stay within the confines of my house for three days straight. It’s kind of weird because when I was younger it wouldn’t have bothered me so much (not that I remember, anyway), but now I just get mentally and/or physically restless.

It was kind of interesting, though, when I went for my walk this afternoon, and saw a lot of other people just out for a walk or run. It was like life was more or less back to normal, whereas I don’t recall seeing anyone on the streets yesterday. A few cars, yes, but certainly no pedestrians. Well, I did venture out around the yard and across the street in the torrential rain yesterday, but I quickly thought better of it and went back inside to watch TV.

travel bug immunity

It feels like a really long time since I last wrote a post.

I’m supposed to be doing my readings for this course-type-thing that I’m doing to gain accreditation that will allow me to do “medication management reviews”… but my mum’s watching some food show on SBS and it’s quite distracting. It’s one of those travel/food shows, which seem to be everywhere these days.

Something that I’ve realised from talking to lots of people about their travels, etc is that I don’t really have a strong desire to travel. Sure, I figure it’s a great exerperience and whatever and heaps of fun but I don’t spend any great measure of time daydreaming about it or contemplating my next trip.

And it’s not like I don’t like travel or don’t enjoy going places… It’s just… meh…

Time to get back to my readings.

just some random questions

Pointless facts
I once watched a documentary about mammals and one of the things I learnt from that was that a blue whale’s heart only beats five or six times per minute. Interesting, yes, but I would just like to ask, who on Earth would have any use whatsoever for a random fact like that? How does knowing the heartbeat of a whale help or benefit anyone?

Littering in context
If, for example, you notice a hair or a bit of dust or something on your shirt, and you pluck it off and toss it to the wind, does that count as littering? It probably would’ve ended up there eventually anyway. What if you’re eating some grapes, and when you finish, you throw the stems into a garden or some grass? Wouldn’t that be pretty much the same as some twigs falling off a tree?

Retirement villages
Why did people decide to segregate those who have left the workforce and put them in communities (usually by the ocean or around a lake or something) away from working folk? Was it retirees or workers who invented these retirement villages? Are non-retired people allowed to live in these places?

Cats vs dogs
This is sort of more from observation, but it seems that if someone says that they have a dog, the first question they’ll be asked is what breed it is. On the other hand, if someone says that they have a cat, people won’t necessarily ask about what breed it is at all. Has anyone else noticed that?

pedestrian drag racing

Sometimes, if I’m bored while walking somewhere, I’ll secretly race other pedestrians without their knowledge (or at least I don’t think they realise I’m trying to race them). These races are usually only short distances because I don’t know where they’re going so at some point we stop walking in the same direction, and/or because I decide on a certain checkpoint in anticipation of our parting of ways.

To make this sport more interesting, I’ve decided to call it “pedestrian drag racing” (or perhaps I should call it “silent pedestrian drag racing” since the opponent usually doesn’t know they’re the opponent).

I especially like SPDR (yes, I’ve decided to abbreviate it – it might be more catchy that way) involving stairs. I most often do this when going down the stairs from the train platform after work, since there’s always at least one opponent. However, my favourite place for SPDR on stairs is at work, where I’ll race the people catching the elevator. My most memorable achievement was going down three flights of stairs and coming back up three flights (I was just delivering something) before my unsuspecting competitors had even managed to get in the elevator.


What a start to the year… I think I might still be sort of recovering from the sleep deprivation from Monday night / Tuesday… Totally cannot get grasp how I wasn’t hungry at all the whole time (and most others didn’t seem hungry at all)even though I’d only eaten a burger and had some juice. Also really weird how I could be relatively alert and not sleepy, but once we got on the highway, I didn’t stand a chance (good thing I wasn’t one of the people driving…)

Ok, details, details… Went to The Spit down at the Gold Coast for sunrise (which we kind of missed by a few minutes but it was cloudy along the horizon so it didn’t really count anyway) and hung around on the beach for most of the morning.

Staying up practically all night, or even just getting to the beach at 4:30am, made the whole day seem really long. Seriously, when we headed off the beach at 10:30-ish (if I’m remembering correctly, which I might not be), it felt like it was at least early/mid afternoon rather than just mid-morning.

But it was heaps of fun, despite the tiredness and weird concept of time and unusual absence of hunger. I don’t think I went to any beaches in all of 2012, so it was pretty good being on the beach on the first day of 2013.

When we were driving back to Brisbane (at least I think it was on the way back…) ‘Summer Paradise’ (Simple Plan) came on (friend’s playlist, presumably shuffled). I’ve had it stuck in my head all day today, and possibly part of yesterday too. It seems like quite a fitting song for the occasion. It’s an awesome song either way.