I took off from work a bit earlier than usual, around 4.30.

I got some fuel, then went up to my mates place.

I stopped in at the bottle shop on the way, grabbed a six pack, and then went to McDonalds, and sat and had some dinner, it was now about 6.50pm.

I headed up to my mate's place from there and we sat and watched some of a couple of The Who dvds and had a few beers before my mate's dad gave us a lift up to the Beachcomber at Toukley.

We grabbed a drink and sat and chatted, waiting for the section downstairs to open.

About 7.50pm, there was an announcement that the opening act was not going to be appearing, because they were "stuck on the freeway".

Some chick near us said that in reality it was because they forgot.

We had another couple of drinks, I played the pokies, only wasted a dollar.

About 9pm we went down, paid, and came back up to wait because there was only roadies in setting up still.

We finished our drinks, and headed back downstairs.

It's a pretty small venue, it's good.

We found a place to stand at the bar and waited for the opening act to come on.

It was a band called Neon, they weren't bad.

They played for about 1/2 hour, then went off, and it was about another 1/2 hour while the roadies swapped the gear out.

We went right up the front, and it was good.

Rocket Science came on, and the guy playing the organ had an accident earlier this year, and they cancelled the rest of their tour, he still seemed to be a bit out of it.

The music was really good though, and everyone in there was cool, just minding their own business.

There was no fights, but some chick near us got dragged out by security for some reason though, but it was done subtly and my mate didn't even see it.

my mate met some girl, but he didn't have his phone or a pen, so after the concert she gave me her number for him.

We bought tshirts, and then we left.

There were no taxis, so we just started walking back to the main road.

We walked for about an hour, so probably about 6km. My mate asked my about 400 times if I had the phone number.

Eventually a taxi came past, and we flagged it down, and went back to the house.

I gave him the number as soon as we got back so he'd stop asking about it.

We sat around for a bit, I grabbed my stuff, and took off.

I noticed the bulb behind my speedo had blown, great, no idea what speed I'm going.

I got home about 2.45am, there was a little bit of rain on the way home.

I went to bed.

I woke up about 6.45am, it was pissing down with rain, don't think I'm going to work today.

I woke up again about 9.30, it had stopped raining, and the road was just starting to dry up, I probably could have gone to work, but I fell asleep again, and didn't wake up until about 10.30am, and then I wouldn't have got to work until after midday, I didn't see the point.