The last 5 days...
...I feel like I've been melting in the heat.
Out of those five days I've been out and about for four of them. Twice I've been down to Sydney and on those trips suffered from dehydration and diarrhoea at the most awkward of times.
Monday I visited Jenny at the nursing home and afterwards it was all I could do to stay awake. I had that all night, feeling sleepy and dizzy.
Tuesday I went down to Newtown (and was constantly dizzy and sleepy on the train) to pick up artwork from the 24 Hour Comic Day event and pass on a comic I'd borrowed. Anyway I won a $50 voucher at Arial's. They had two shops - one at The Rocks and another at Paddington. I went to the latter one and didn't get home until after 8pm. I mean, it was sort of a nice day out, but I also felt a bit like Arthur Stace, tramping around town in the wrong shoes but with not enough energy to write anything in chalk. Cramps and diarrhoea were endemic in the heat involving long sessions in the toilet on the train, and a stop-over at Edgeworth between buses home (where I drank a 2 litre container of orange juice).
Wednesday I stayed home until chaosmanor (Elaine) turned up for a visit. She was touring the East Coast on a research project for one of her books. We went to Warner's Bay for some Thai food. It was good to chat with her again. On the Thursday I went with Elaine down the freeway to Sydney, acting as her navigator while she returned the Wicked hire van she'd been renting.
That part of the trip was fun. Later I trudged off to the rocks to check out the other Arial store but they still didn't have anything i wanted to blow the $50 voucher on. It might have been a mistake to walk all the way down George St to the Rocks. I had to stop numerous times for toilet breaks, despite hovering around in air conditioned comfort inside Dymocks.
For a while I just hovered around at the Museum of Contemporary Art. where they had an interesting exhibition of Yinka Shonibare's stuff. I just loved the fibre-art adaptation of Enlightenment themes in his work. But somehow when I came out it was an hour later than I thought, and I missed the last train-bus connection back home. Rather than panic, I went to Bondi Junction and had dinner there and browse at Borders (also air conditioned). Almosty saw a film but caught the train to Cardiff instead. As it was I didn't get there until 10:30pm and got a taxi home.
Yesterday was blah. Despite efforts all week (well ok, Wednesday and Friday) I've made extremely little progress on my web comics. Every time I get some enthusiasm I sweat all over the artwork. Bleaugh. the highlight of yesterday was doing some washing up at 11pm, while it was cool.
Today, I'm still hot and fucking sweaty and though I still want to do those web comics, so far all I've done is round two of the washing up. Bleagh. I am sick of this weather.