Everybody needs a holiday

Mood: Positive

It was a weekend headed for absolute disaster, a "spontaneous" visit to the Gold Coast.. hooray! I had booked the tickets and the accomodation [spare no expense!] and had just finished an eight hour shift at workplace of the damned when I got the dreaded phone call.
SB: Mish, we have a problem. The tickets are booked for seven at night. Not seven in the morning.
Mish: WHaaaaa? :curses the agent, curses him to Hades:

So after a furious fight with the emergency flight agent, we catch the plane at seven at night. When we arrived, it was pouring rain.. the locals called it cyclone season, that was sort of putting it nicely. We were doing a lot of swimming and not the kind of swimming we thought we would we doing.

Along the way we met up with family [family!], of which I learned a few choice insults to be thrown around courtesy of brothers dearest.

1: You're so fat, that when you pee you create a new ocean.

2: You're so fat, that you take up most of the universe and we're all sitting in your ear.

Well okay it was much funnier when they said it.

SB and I headed to the casino [through the rain!] and proceeded to lose 120 on blackjack.. the queer thing was I thought I would be much better at it [hmm], the other thing was that after a while it became really really boring.. who knew? I thought I'd be at the edge of my seat screaming "picture!" but instead my butt started to hurt and the cards started to blur into one big pile so I was just randomly waving and tapping at the dealer.
Well it was only one hundred and twenty, I've seen much worse.[The money is gone, spilled milk and all that]

So it was raining and we had to deal with my [other] crazy parents and the trip was a whole lot shorter than I expected [Thanks lousy travel agent!] but I had fun..so maybe next weekend???