[m i a o w] the cat

So on Friday night I was in bed by 9pm and stayed in my PJs until midday Saturday. That night I tried to drink Mr Honeybone under the table. Failed. Slept on their floor. Got up, took the tram into Flinders Street and for the first time since high school I got the train to Camberwell Market. Pillaged it for clothes that I will only be able to wear in temperatures of 24 degrees and above. (Feminine practicality and my headache at work.) Got two old books in the hope that they will be highly collectable and I will never have to work again. (General impracticality and my powerball dream in a different guise). Headed back to the city. Marched down Swanston Street in support of World Environment Day and Tasmania’s forests. Hopped on the train and a tram to Jocks and got Butterfish with Chili & Lemon Zest Marinade with Pumpkin & Broccoli Salad for my efforts *yum* (the dinner completely deserved all those capital letters I just gave it). And then got a lift all the way to Hampton. So that was my weekend. Lots of public transportation!