I was woken up about 9.30am, by my phone ringing. It was the guy from Wyong again, who'd called me last night. This time he was just telling me that there's a computer fair on today.

I got off the phone, lay in bed for a bit, and then I got up, and started getting ready.

After a shower, and getting dressed, I took off down to the local shopping centre (just a supermarket with some other shops), I went into the chemist to get a new ventolin inhaler.

While I was in the chemist, I decided to get some more polaramine (antihistamine), I didn't need any right now, but the last time I had, I realised I had none left.

I was looking all around for the polaramine on the shelf, couldn't find it anywhere. Eventually someone asked if I needed some help, and I said I was looking for the polaramine, and was told that it's kept behind the counter.

I went over to get it, and they had to ask me all these questions, had I taken it before, did I know that it might make me drowsy etc, gees, it's an over the counter medication for christ's sake.

Afetr I'd done all that, the pharmacist got it, and then ske asked me all the same crap again. I also got a ventolin, and then I went over, paid for the stuff, and left.

I stopped at the bakery on my way back to my bike, and got a couple of bread rolls. I ate one on my way to my bike, and then I rode to my mate's place, where I'd been last night.

I got in, they were all up.

I sat on the lounge, watched a bit of tv, and ate the other roll I'd bought.

They cooked up breakfast a bit later, and I ate some of that.

My mate and I jumped on our bikes, and we rode around to the computer fair.

My mate needed to get some parts to build a computer to take up to his mother in law's place in Bundaberg.

We bought a case, and a set of speakers, and a few other bits and pieces, keyboard/mouse etc.

The guy at the fair who I deal with (bought all the stuff for my servers from him) asked how we were going to move the stuff on our bikes, but we told him that we had the car turning up shortly.

We grabbed a couple of drinks, and my mate had a smoke. It was so hot, I was feeling sick from the heat.

A few minutes later our other mate turned up with the car, we grabbed the stuff (we'd paid and left it at the stand), loaded it in the car.

We decided that we'd go out to the beach, so I shot off, and went home to get my stuff. I grabbed my towel etc, and then went back around to my mate's place.

We grabbed all the stuff we needed, and some stuff that we probably didn't need, including a boogey board, and took off for the beach.

It must have looked pretty funny, I was riding, wearing a hawaiian shirt, my mate's sitting on the back holding a boogey board under his arm, and I think he was wearing shorts.

I used occy straps to put my mate's jacket on the back of my bike, since his backpack was full, with his towel and stuff.

We rode out to the beach, we didn't have any sunscreen, so when we pulled into Terrigal, I figured it was just to buy some sunscreen, but my mate said he wanted to go here. I said I'd rather go to North Avoca (where we usually go) he said there was a shop there, so we kept going, and went there.

We parked near the surf club, and went down to the beach.

Our mate went to the shop, to buy some sunscreen, and a few bottles of water. He came back about 15 minutes later, with a bottle off tanning lotion, (not sunscreen, big difference) and a bottle of carbonated mineral water. Ugh, carbonated stuff is the last thing I need to drink.

I put the tanning lotion on (don't know why I bothered), and then stank like a coconut.

We went into the water, and mucked around for a bit.

I took my sunglasses off, (which I'd worn in) and I put them in the pocket on my board shorts, wrapping the lanyard thing around them, in case the velcro on the pocket came undone, so I wouldn't lose them.

A few minutes later, I noticed the pocket had come undone, and my glasses were gone. Great.

I started looking for them, didn't find them.

Oh well, easy come, easy go, I found these glasses in the airport when I went to Melbourne, now I've lost them at the beach.

I few minutes later, I reached down, felt something, it was the glasses. "I'll bet the lens has come out of them" I thought, picked them up, yep, the lens has come out, and is gone.

(It kept falling out, after I stepped on them, skewed the frame, and had to solder it back together because I stripped the thread).

We mucked around in the water a bit more, and then I started feeling really weird, like I was going to pass out or something, so I got out of the water, went back up the beach to where our stuff was, I drank some of the nasty mineral water, and lay down for a bit.

The others came out not long after, we sat on the beach for a while.

It had come over really overcast, and looked like we were about to get a storm or a lot of rain or something, so we decided we'd head for the beer garden.

We packed up our stuff, and loaded up the bikes again. Just as we were about to take off, there was an announcement over the PA of the surf club, saying they'd just received a hail warning.

Oh crap.

We took off quick smart, to race home.

We got about 1/3rd of the way home, when it looked like it was hailing or raining off in the distance.

I raced off the road, and into Erina Fair shopping centre, to get out of the path of the hail, or whatever it was.

We'd just got in there, and it started pissing down with rain.

My mate jumped off the back, and was holding the boogey board.

Some chicks were walking through the car park, since 2 of us were sitting on bikes, and one guy holding a board, they were smart, and asked him what the motor was like on the boogey board.

We waited there for a minute, trying to work out what to do. It was about 5pm on a Saturday afternoon, so the shopping centre was closed, so we couldn't wait this crap out in there.

We decided we'd go to the pub nearby, so we got prepared to take off.

My mate jumped back on the back of my bike, with the boogey board, and then started mucking around, holding it over my head like a roof.

I told him I'd leave him behind if he didn't stop being stupid, I wasn't in the mood.

We took off, and headed for the pub, we got fairly close, and it was raining so heavily, I couldn't see anything, and I didn't have my jacket, and the rain was stinging so much, I thought it was hail.

We got to the pub, I parked, and then we both ran around the side, under cover, in an area where the empty kegs are kept, and the air conditioning exhaust fans are etc.

We started trying to wring our clothes out, my mate just stripped down to his boxers, and started wringing all his clothes out, and then propped them up near the exhaust fan, to have the hot air dry them a bit.

I called my other mate, told him where we were, he said he'd be there in a minute.

I got off the phone, and then a couple of seconds later a lightning strike hit just across the road, about 50m away, and everything lit up blue, I've never seen anything like that.

Our other mate turned up, and parked undercover near where we were.

He got off the bike, looked at our mate in his underwear, and started shaking his head.

I commented it was like the Hoodoo Guru's song "Miss Freelove '69", specifically the lyrics:

"You can't take me anywhere,
I'll strip down to my underwear,
if you give me half a chance".

After a few minutes we managed to convince him to put his clothes back on, so that we could go inside the pub.

We went in, I found that I only had a couple of dollars on me, and the ATM was out of order, wah.

I borrowed some money off my mate, and got a drink.

We sat around in our dripping wet clothes for a bit, it continued storming heavily outside.

They had some sports channel running on the big screen, and because it was a satellite channel, and the cloud cover was so heavy, it kept breaking up and dropping out altogether.

We decided to have a couple of games of pool, and then we had another drink.

We hung around a bit more, waited until the storm had settled down, and it was just sprinkling outside, and then we took off.

We went back to our mate's place again. I thought about coming home to have a shower, but realised I didn't have anything to change into, because my motorbike pants are the only long pants I have that fit, since I bought a new pair since I became a fat bastard, and unable to do up any of my other trousers.

I had a shower around there, and my mate lent me a pair of trousers he's got, that are huge on him, so I was able to fit into them.

We sat around for a bit after that, watching tv etc.

My mate's push bike was in the garage, with the flat tyre (when he ran over something, and got $800 worth of tickets on the train on the way home), he'd brought a new innertube for it, so I helped him fix the tyre.

We just chilled out a bit more, and then we decided to go and get some dinner.

My mate grabbed the wheel off his bike, and we jumped in the car, and went to the shopping centre, where the video shop is.

When we got out of the car, my mate (from Newcastle, who stripped down to his undies at the pub) had been drinking a VB, and went to throw the emtpy bottle in the bin, but missed the hole, and it fell on the ground and smashed, so we picked all the glass up.

I went into pickup the pizza's we ordered ahead (I had forgotten to bring the discount voucher, but the guy didn't care).

We went into the video shop after that, returning the dvds from the night before, and hiring out a couple of new ones, Shrek being one of them, because I haven't seen it.

I think my mate went into the supermarket, and got something, but I don't really remember.

Anyway, after that, we got back in the car, with the pizzas, new dvds, and whatever from the supermarket. We went across to the service across the road, and my mate inflated his bike tyre, and then we went back to my mate's place.

We put the tv on while we ate the pizzas, Black Hawk Down was on, we watched a fair bit of that, and then my mate got the shits with the ads coming on every few minutes, so he dug out the DVD, and put it on, skipping to the bit we were up to watching it on tv.

We watched the end of it, and then went the credits started, he turned it off, and the movie on the tv still had 20 minutes to go.

We went outside after that, I made myself another Long Island, and the others smoked.

We started having some conversation, and it went on for ages, turning into a political discussion, and getting a bit heated at a few points, as we expressed our differing opinions.

My mate's wife was inside using the computer, and had the window open, so she could hear the whole thing, and several times she cracked up with some of the ridiculous arguments we were having.

We eventually went back inside, and my mate put Shrek on. I think I watched the first 1/2 hour of it, and then I fell asleep again.

I seem to have lost the ability to watch a movie, probably because the act of sitting and staring so relaxed is the only time I actually get to stop thinking.

Anyway, when it finished, my mate woke me up, and I went into the spare room, and just crashed on the bed. I've no idea what time this was.