Sun 14 March 2004 - The weekend defined
Tardy: The arrival of dishes on the table in the Thai restaurant on Friday night. Superb when they arrived, but boy, you know something’s gone wrong when the entree is the last thing that turns up.
Sharp: Maisie The Dog’s claws, in her enthusiasm to greet me when visiting, which went into my wrist and out again, leaving blood spurting everywhere. Well okay, not spurting, and not everywhere, but certainly worthy of fitting a Band-Aid.
Exposure: My worst pimple in months, broadcast around the country in a thankfully short grab on the SBS TV news on Saturday. Yay.
Confusing: Well, just a tad. The plot of Dirty Deeds, just a little too fast, at least when one is distracted by copious amounts of Cadbury Hazelnut and the aforementioned dog’s most amusing antics.
Frightening: The playground at the local park, overhearing the 8-ish-year-old girls singing “What about me”, almost-Australian-Idol-winner Shannon Noll’s current almost-chart-topper.