I got up about midday, bummed around on the computer, had breakfast.

About 12.30, I went in the bathroom, I was just thinking, "my mate's supposed to be calling me to sort out going up to Newcastle", and about 1 millionth of a second later, the phone started ringing.

I couldn't answer it, I figured I just wait for the message, then call back.

There was no message, so I forgot about it.

I watched some tv, played the guitar, had some lunch.

About 2.30pm, I did some washing, and hung it out.

About 3.30pm, my phone rang again, it was my mate, wanting to know about going up to Newcastle, and I told him that I'd forgotten that I already had plans for tonight, so I'd be staying down here, and I'd either ride up to Newcastle in the morning, or if it was raining heavily, I'd get the train, since the fair is right near Broadmeadow.

I got off the phone, and a minute later, got a message to say that he was going to stay down here too, and not go up.

I checked my missed calls, and the call I missed earlier wasn't from him, it was from one of my other mates, the drummer. He probably wants to know if I'm still going tonight.

I watched more tv, played the guitar more.

The phone rang again, it was my mate, the drummer, again, wanting to know if I was still going, I said I was, that I nearly stuffed up etc, and then he said to be round at our other mate's place for 7pm, fine.

I went back to playing the guitar.

The landline rang this time. (Bloody phones!), it was the guy at Wyong I go to dinner with sometimes, (but not for ages now).

He went on for a while, about pcs he's had to fix. I'm not really interested, I don't deal with busted computers full of virii and spyware anymore.

He also mentioned that the fair had been at Terrigal today, d'oh, I could have just gone there instead of going to Newcastle tomorrow.

I spoke to him for about 1/2 hour, it was now about 5pm.

I played the guitar a bit more, and next thing, I noticed it was 6.15pm. Gees.

I went and grabbed some clean clothes off the line, had a shower, got ready, and left home about 6.40pm.

I got to my mate's place a bit before 7pm, went in and had a chat, my other mate turned up, we finished off the beers we'd left in the fridge from a couple of days before. I explained to him how I'd almost ended up going to Newcastle tonight, and then realised what a stuff up of a day it had been.

I'd forgotten about the tivo bqq in Sydney today, thinking that I wasn't available, because I had to go to the fair in Newcastle today, but then had moved it to tomorrow.

My mate went and had a shower and got changed, another mate who I haven't seen for a while turned up, he grabbed a beer out of his car, we sat and had a drink and a chat for a while, and then we all wandered down to the club from my mate's place, and got there about 7.40pm.

My mate and I got in the dinner line. It was stinking hot in here, probably all the heat coming out of the kitchen. There was a few people in front of us. We waited for a few minutes, and then ended up waiting behind the people getting served.

They'd been so busy crapping on, that they hadn't bothered to look at the menu and decide what they want, so they stodd there, looking at the menu, trying to decide, and holding up the whole line.

Eventually they decided, ordered, paid, and buggered off, and my mate and I were able to order. It took us less than a minute, we'd ordered, paid, been given the beeper thing, and were out of the line. Too bad there's a 45 minute wait on the food.

We went over and got drinks, it wasn't as hot over near the bar, but still not particularly comfortable. We had to wait behind a couple of people at the bar, nothing unusual.

Our other mates, who weren't ordering food, had found a couple of seats, but only a couple, so I had to stand there. I saw a free table, was about to go over, but someone beat me to it. A minute later, another one was free, so I went over and grabbed that.

It only had a couple of chairs, so my mates had to drag other chairs over.

We sat there for a while, had our drinks, finished them, sat and chatted more. It was so hot, yuck.

Another mate, the guy that works at the ABC, turned up, and then his sister and her boyfriend (another of our mates) turned up.

I went to get another drink, there was a few people in the line by this time, and it took a few minutes.

When I got back, the food beeper had gone off, so my mate had gone over and got both meals and brought them back, my other mate, who'd ordered, was outside having a smoke. It was about 45 minutes later (now about 8.25pm), they were right.

The guy who'd come with my other mate's sister decided to get something to eat, so he went over and got in the long dinner line, just before 8.30pm.

The food was pretty good. The kitchen had signs up saying they closed at 8.30pm, but it was after that, and people were still lining up, I think it was about 8.50pm before they stopped taking orders.

We finished our meals, by this time, there was a huge line at the bar, about 1/2 the people in the place were lined up to get drinks.

I decided not to go and get in the line, it'd take about 20 minutes to get a drink, forget it.

The table we were sitting at, was on the dancefloor, so it had a sign on it, saying it would be removed at 9.15pm. About 9pm, some guy came and told us the table would be going away, yeah, whatever buddy, I can read.

He went away again, my mate who'd ordered food wasn't too impressed, he hadn't been able to order until just after 8.30pm, and they told him that the food was going to take an hour, so there'll be no table to sit at.

We sat there a bit more, the line got even longer at the bar, now about 2/3 of the people in the place were lined up for drinks.

The guy came around to move the table again, he wanted to put it off the dancefloor, near the kitchen, nowhere near the stage. I spoke to him for a bit, and convinced him to move it over near the stage, so he did.

The roadies had been setting up all the gear for nearly an hour now, they'd been mucking around on the guitars etc, we thought it must have been going to start soon.

We sat and chatted more, the bar line took ages to go down, once it got back to being about 10 people in the line, I went over to get another drink.

I went back, sat and chatted and drank, the food my mate had ordered was finally ready at 9.30pm, they were right again.

The band finally came out at 9.50pm, and started. The first couple of songs were a bit rough, the instruments weren't tuned properly, the amps weren't working properly, the cables were dodgy.

A roady kept running on the stage and fixing things, through the first couple of songs, and between songs he'd grab a guitar and run away with it, presumably to tune it, and then he'd come back and swap between songs again.

They had it all sorted out within the first 15 minutes, and then it was really good.

They played a set for an hour, and then they went off for a break, at 10.50pm.

I sat there to mind the table, all the others went outside to smoke and chat, and get out of the heat. Great. One of my mates (the drummer) had gone to get another drink, he came back with that, put it down on the table. I was just about to ask him to mind the table, turned around, and he'd gone outside, leaving me minding the table, and his drink.

I sat there for a minute, I needed to go to the loo, he came back in, again, I was about to ask him to mind the table again, turned around, he'd grabbed his drink and gone outside. Argh.

Another one of my mates came back with a drink and sat down. I said I just needed to go to the loo, and went in, I came back out, and went over to the bar. I bumped into another mate, who I hadn't seen earlier in the night, he'd just arrived.

I chatted to him for a minute, said we had a table, and as I turned around to point it out, saw 2 guys sitting down at it. Argh. My mate who'd come back had left the table, and now someone had pinchec it. Dickhead.

As they were about to sit down, my mate (the drummer) went over, and said something, I don't know what, but the 2 guys continued to sit down, and he'd gone back outside. There goes our table.

I got my drink, and went outside to find out what was going on. They were sitting out there smoking, I sat down there.

About 20 minutes later (at about 11.30pm) the band came back out again, this time in Sgt Peppers outfits, we went back inside, and we stood behind the 2 guys and what was our table.

Some woman came up from behind us, and asked us to move, because they were sitting behind us, and couldn't see. I was getting pretty pissed off by now.

I moved to the side slightly, and still stood there. Someone said we should get chairs and sit in the gap, so we went back to the table outside, grabbed all the chairs, and came back inside. I put a couple of chairs right in front of the 2 idiots who'd sat at our table, and a few minutes later, both of them got up and buggered off.

We reclaimed our table at that point.

The show went on, they did some obscure Beatles songs that the Beatnix don't do, that was good. A couple of times, my mate (the drummer) yelled out requests, he yelled "Doctor Robert" a couple of times, and the guy playing Lennon looked over, and laughed.

When the show finished up, at about 12.30am, we were outside, having a drink, and a chat. I was wanting to go home at this point, since I had to get up fairly early in the morning, to go to Newcastle to the fair.

We chatted for a while. A little bit before 1am, some guy came to our table, we looked over, and it was the guy who'd played Lennon. He started chatting to us, that was pretty cool. Turns out his real name is actually John.

We were talking about the songs they'd done, and songs that use backing tracks etc, my mate mentioned the Beatnix, and his reaction was one of displeasure. He then went on to explain that he'd actually been in the Beatnix, for a few years (and mentioned 1995), but he said he didn't like the way they do things.

One guy runs it, and basically schedules different guys to do different gigs, and he didn't like that, so they'd left, and formed their own group, where it was just the 4 of them, and they always did the gigs.

About this time, some woman came over and started chatting to him, "Sorry to interrupt" she said though. She went on, monopolising the conversation, going on about how her husband was a huge fan etc, and then just crapped on with stuff that no one but herself wanted to hear.

A bouncer had been around a bit earlier, asking us to move inside, because they were closing the area we were in, he came back again, and asked us to move inside. We stood up, and started to move inside, hoping it would get rid of the woman, her husband came over, and said something like "I thought you'd be over here talking to this guy", and he wasn't really interested.

We moved inside, and my mate had asked about their equipment, he'd started to tell us, and then the roady came over, and started talking to us, and then the woman monopolised the conversation again, and at that point we left, with the guy telling us to send him email.

We left, wandered back to my mate's place, and we got back there about 1.30am. Someone put the tv on, and we sat there have a chat, I left his place and headed for home, just after 2am, and got back home about 2.15am.

I sat and played the guitar for a bit, trying to learn "She Said, She Said", and then I went to bed about 3am.