barking on the waves

today was the last day of dragonfire, but i wasn't there. the original plan was for me to rent the eighth season of friends for pg and then join everyone, but the weather was simply too good to pass up the opportunity to hit hout bay and take a boat out to seal island.

it was hot, and sunny, and we may have been a little too exposed.

we got home in the late afternoon, napped for an hour and a half and then went to visit dirk diggler at his home in tableview. tableview has the stupidest signage i've ever come across, and i can only think less of everyone who lives there for not demanding more. unless, of course, it's the average attitude in that parts that visitors aren't welcome. all of the street names are to be found printed on the curb, in simple black paint, and there are no street lights. to make matters worse, i don't know if it's because of the construction but the specific area we visited (west beach) doesn't appear to match the published map.

diggler's girlfriend is even less socially energetic than pg, so we spent four hours watching telly or playing mortal kombat. dinner was good, though.

my stomache's been getting intrusively big. i think i should get to training. i'm so lazy, though. and we're going to the theatre on monday and tuesday night, so that only gives me four or five trainings in total if i decide to go...

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scrapper's having a go at some of my scribblings - he asked me to extend something. i'm fairly pleased with the result.