I think one of the hardest things about blogging is coming up with a meaningful, entertaining - hopefully even witty - title that doesn't, to put it bluntly, suck balls. It has to be the biggest block, but perhaps that's just me...

Anyway, it's pretty lonely here at the moment. Nic is off up the Mountains visiting her family and I'm at home supposedly catching up on uni work - well I am, I knocked off an assignment... It's just so hard to get motivated to do something when you're alone. This feeling of "couldn't be arsedness" kind of overwhelms you... And then suddenly the day is gone. Tomorrow will be different!

For some reason only one arm is peeling (sunburn) despite both arms receiving an equal amount of sun and follow up aloe. The non-peeling arm cops the sun when I'm driving so I'm assuming that is it.

The sunburn is from our day on the water with Simo - fishing charter extrordinaire who couldn't help it if the entire maratime population of the eastern sea board - save a few kamikaze flatties and red rockies - decided to go on a hunger strike. Still, it was a great time away and good to just relax and not really give a flying potato about anything...