shifter

Alright. So I think I've recovered from the weekend.

You see, I worked late on Friday and basically passed out when I got home, got up tripped to Subi to pick up my footy tickets. The suburb's atmosphere was electric, every second person wearing blue and gold and this was just at 10am. At the ground itself some diehards were queueing for GF tickets.

So I left the ground and went and hooked up with my crew in Shenton Park, hung for a bit before training it back into Subi for a pint or two at the Subi hotel before the game.

I don't need to comment on the game, you've seen it all already. Best atmosphere ever.

After the game, kicked it to Paddy Maguires... more pints in celebration. Then went to some Thai joint for dinner. More pints. Then went back to Shento. More beers. I can't remember when I passed out.

Spent Sunday recovering and cursing. It was so worth it.

WE'RE FLYING HIGH

... and on a lighter note for today: Yarr! Me Scurvy Seadog! I'll make walk thee plank and send ye to Davy Jones Locker... yarr