Hi hi. I'm back from Coolum, well technically I was back at 2.30am this morning when the Chazza rolled into the garage filled with sand and without it's people cargo of a passed out Cam and a sleepy Dani. The weekend was good, it was great to get away from everything, get some space from the computer and work and just bum on the beach or chill in the apartment listening to music.

After the footy on Saturday I raced up the coast with Cam and got to the apartment at about 12.15am. We were greeted with semi drunk and tired people, but a greeting was a greeting I was pretty tired, so I crashed with Dani for a bit on the double before making our way to an uncomfortable couch to sleep the night away. Sunday was a lazy day, bit of music in the morning, beach at lunch, bit more music when we got home, then the guys watched a DVD while the girls headed out shopping. Just to save people time, there are no pool tables in Coolum, so don't walk around trying to find them like we did, they just don't exist! I also lost my Vortex to the Coolum cliffs

Fast foward a bit, the night came, the cards came out, alcohol was drunk, tempers flared, moods changed, people went walking and what not and then Dani, Cameron and I went home. I had a fucking great sleep, and then woke up remembering that I have to work six hours today, sigh, welcome to reality.

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