lost in translation

So I'm currently in Sydney for a week, for work. So far, it's been a little overwhelming, perhaps the responsibility of having to actually go to work and stay sober is what differentiates this venture from past holidays.

I've left my phone at my cousins place which is out past Liverpool. Which is near Cabramatta. Scary. If anyone knows what I'm like when I don't have my phone back in Melbourne, imagine me without my phone in a foreign place. Thankfully I made it onto a bus safely to take me to the dangerous train station of Cabramatta. Thankfully from there, I boarded a train to take me to the city station of Town Hall...passing Granville and Redfern. Nice. *claudemaus wipes a tear of fear from his eye*

... And now, Daniel Powter's radio hit song, 'Bad Day' is playing over the radio here at the convenience store where I'm weblogging.

I'll see how I go. Perhaps retail therapy will calm my nerves. Either that or a bong hit.

Help me.