I’ve posted some pictures from San Francisco here. I’ve been walking (and cycling) all day long and I’m bushed.
I’ve posted some pictures from San Francisco here. I’ve been walking (and cycling) all day long and I’m bushed.
Well, I finally made it to San Francisco in one piece. I’m bushed so I’ll try to get some sleep, but I’ll try to post some pictures later on.
Photo by Michael Dawson.
After almost two years in Oz, I got my first parking ticket today – I almost got a heart attack when I saw the amount of the fine – $107 !!(approx. 65 Euros – even organised crime is not that greedy). The moron that gave me the ticket must have been hiding waiting for his next victim to show up because the time on the ticket was less then two minutes after I parked the car!
Are you anal? Now, when I say anal, I’m not referring to the bodily orifice – so if you came here looking for a sex related post, apologies (though my stats package will forever love you). No, when I say anal I mean ‘being anal’ the behaviour – being detail oriented borderline with maniacal and preciousness which I think invariably leads to grumpiness (mind you the grumpy part is probably a facet I have adopted from reading too much of Steve’s blog).
As you might have a read in a previous post, I have become a jogging addict, with my lungs screaming out for me to take them running at least twice a week. This is an activity I do at my local gym – my local gym being the source of recent apoplectic fits. So here is what most irritates me at the gym.
I think I’m going to have to go to a gym where people pay a bit more attention to detail in the hygiene and savoir vivre departments.