Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

Sunday, November 9, 2008

We're lost.

Okay, so we're lost.

As Jack aptly asks, how does one even get lost on the way to Sydney Airport?
Ask Laura, she is the one that decided that ignoring signs and driving through tunnels would be fun.

Good one laurag, were probably going to Newcastle.

We had to merge 4 times.
Got cut off by a ethnic taxi man.
Got let in by a drunk crazy woman.
Jen needs to micturate.
Tim needs to get filming

Pps. We merged again.
Ppps. No one can ever say the iPhone is an expensive useless toy -- it was our saviour!!
Pppps. Thanks Laura, i love the drama.


Can you feel the stress?