So the chick on the radio tells me on friday night, as I sat in my car on the new car park recently transformed from the Ipswich Motorway - "Expect delays tonight if you plan to go... well, anywhere."
90 thousand people were in Brisbane on Friday night. 50 thousand of them were at Suncorp Stadium on the north side of town, watching the Brisbane Broncos absolutely PUMMEL the Nth Queensland Cowboys in a wickedly cool 36 - 2 football match (one that, at ten mins to half time, was tied a 2 - 2)
The other 40 thousand were at the Gabba on the South end of town, watching the Lions kill.. whomever it was they were playing. I forget these things.
This weeks tipping I'm currently 5 from 7. Only tomorrow's match hangs in the balance.
(did I also mention that the Broncos killed the Roosters last week, and we're currently No. 1 on the ladder?? *glee*
There's no reason I'm telling you guys any of this, other then it passes some time while I wait for Ashes to Ashes...
Saturday I cleaned 1812, and managed to squeeze in 9 episodes of Farscape with Kelly.. We figured out we need to hit a quota of at least 6 eps a week to get it all done before she goes away to London!
Today I've been mostly sick with some weird eye infection that means I can't wear my contacts, which means trying to drive in my three prescriptions behind glasses is the scariest thing in the entire world.
And OMFG HOW much love is Daivd on the Friday Night Project?! OMFG HAIR RUFFLES!!!!!! *dead* And omg, 'cause that smut that they read out makes us fangirls seem SO DIRTY!!!
And more glee 'cause my older sis and her kids are coming to visit next weekend, and maybe
natushka as well, and EEEEEEEEEH DOCTOR WHO!!!!!!!!!!!
Countdown: 7 DAYS!!!!!