Sat on my balcony last night in the rain. There was a lovely storm then the rain started to fall. It was beautiful on my bare skin. The storms rolled past all evening and when I woke up this morning it was still raining. The air was cool and fresh. The rain was pouring out of the gutters onto the concrete below and tapping onto the leaves of the trees. Beautiful.
There were storms again this morning and it's still raining. It tamed the Ku-ring-gai fire. Not sure about the one up at Mangrove Mountain. That's about 23 kays (14.2 miles) north-north-west of here.
Didn't go for a walk. Stayed home and enjoyed the rain on my balcony again. The neighbours think I'm balmy. Read the paper and found in it a brave tale of one man's victory over his IQ. He tried to avoid arrest by crossing through the carpark of the copshop. "Two officers made a simple arrest." (Central Coast Express Advocate). In other and smarter news, a guy down south survived a shark bite to the head.
My wee shop
Made some new stuff as per the photo below. Hoodies and shirts and tops.
Click to suss out the new stuff
Changed my mind about those shirts with photos on them, except the ones with wee photos up near the shoulder. They can stay.
Fuck, I'm tired. All this heat's been keeping me awake half the night and the days I've spent squinting at the screen. But I'm ripping into my New Year's resolution. Promised in front of witness I'd exorcise some guilt and that's exactly what I've been doing. Getting rid of all my put-it-off guilt accumulated over 2006, fixing stuff round the flat.