My goodness, I’m back, very tired, I’ve a headache a man with a very large brain would not appreciate and reasonably ready (soon) for action. What kind of action you ask, well it’s tbaoo action that’s what. It could be what fun this conference lark.
I had a marvellous time in one of the state’s northern cities and realised that I have it pretty good. What I have may have to remain a bit of a mystery, but it’s good all the same. Many wonderful people there at this worldly, secret day job Qld EHA conference, lot’s of very clever and well experienced souls as well.
I managed to learn some things, meet new people and have loads of sensible fun. Of course loads of food and too much alcohol played a vital part in this festive “work related” get together.
So what do I do now, well I relax after relaxing, this relaxing is tiring business. I did reacquaint myself with domestic air travel and found it most efficient, even though I’d heard some horror stories, in fact in between listening to some hot tunes and the expected announcements I heard a beauty … due to the flight blah blah not having operational toilets could all passengers please ensure they go to the toilet before boarding. Shit, they’re taking the piss aren’t they?
I need to go to the toilet on my way to the boarding gate and again when I get there, holding myself throughout the journey would have been impossible and rather revealing when I had to let loose. Relative to explosive outcomes, I was scanned for traces of real explosives on my return trip, maybe I should have shaved ?
The worse thing about air travel from where I live, is the excruciating hassle getting to and from the airport, it takes longer than the bloom’n flight. The trip back saw me wait an hour in the courtesy bus ( not really a courtesy ) and then a drive all over the freak’n country side before getting home, landed 20.35 arrived home 23.05 – fantastic.
So I’ll go off and relax now, catch up with all the emails and messages demanding my attention, ignoring some and pouncing on others.
