cavewoman

written at 23.53, not posted because there's no internet at night here.

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passive aggressive behaviour: i don't do it. the first fight was on the way out of town, when i made the horrific mistake of offering a choice of alternatives to the plan to tour cape point. that was when the "you never tell me anything" argument returned. or it had never gone away. i used logic, she didn't, and things got so heated she decided we were going to turn around. sod that, i thought, if we're going to fight about it then we're just going to go with the original plan and at least we'll have something to show for it.

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i believe that all the baboons were at a conference out of town - we didn't see a single one. anywhere. around the entire peninsula. we stopped at cape point itself to do the hike around to the dias lookout, which was fun even though it was very hot and sunny. the view was breathtaking the entire way, and i'm fairly certain that pg's camera didn't do it any justice.

we drove back over chapman's peak, stopping only at kommetjie on the way to stick our feet in the water at the beginning of long beach. we had just enough time to shower and dress before hitting rick's with hyperviper and his girlfriend - dammit! we don't remember her name! - for great burgers and drinks, then drove over kloofnek to get to the theatre on the bay.

alan committee has exquisite improvisation skills, and his version of defending the caveman is brilliant and just as funny and insightful as i remembered. the show is a little updated, and no less correct than ever before.

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i don't know if pg enjoyed it or not. i suspect that some of the issues raised during the show hit home. by the end she wasn't talking to me, which totally pissed me off. i talk things out. silent treatment offends me.

to aggravate me even more, my mother's car's rumbling at low speeds and there's a good chance that the weather on the weekend will be too shit for us to do the game drive. on the other hand, i'm so angry with pg right now that i don't care if we don't do anything else this holiday.

fuck it.

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it was a lonely, miserable night. but then we had it all out in the morning, and as usual everything fell into place and became alright.