We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of weed!

Yep. That's right. We're going to Byron Bay for a week. Or should I say weed central? Either way, it should be relaxing as fuck!

National beer day tomorrow. Should be alright. Even if its just to see Flabsy.

I had my first day off in about four months today and the weather was even worse than my last day off. Why is it that when I take a day off work the weather turns to shit and I don't get to enjoy my day? Meanwhile I'm trapped in the workshop any other day with the sun shining and me thinking about how much I'd love to be cruising to the beach with the tops off my car. Faggot weather.

I copped a bit of road rage today. Picked my mum and sister up from 'Centro Nepean' and was cruising home up Derby street doing 50 - the speed limit. It was pissing down, and speeding is fuckin stupid in that sort of weather. So this fuckwit in an old Swift comes up behind me and starts tailgating me. I sped up to 60 and he still wanted to sit 5 metres behind me. So I thouhgt 'fuck ya then' and slowed back down to 50. Sitting at the lights crossing the northern road, he came up next to me. The light turned green and this poor cunt caned it. I got in front of him, doing 60, still wheelspinning. Then I slowed back down to 50. He got the shits hardcore. He turned his high beams on and was weaving all over the road behind me.

We got to the end of second ave where the Tafe is and the tool got out his car and started going skitz. Fuck knows what he said cause I had all the windows rolled up cause it was pissing down. He came up to my car waving his arms around. I dropped the clutch and sprayed water all over the cunt and I was out of there.

Ahh what fun I had tormenting that impatient cunt.


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