I woke up at 3.30am, I thought I was dying.

I had a pounding headache, I had the worst indigestion I've ever had (I thought I was having a heart attack), and I was having an asthma attack as well.

I sat up for a bit, took some ventolin, and some panadol, and ate some indigestion tablet things.

I went back to bed after that, thinking I was going to wake up in a few hours feeling like crap.

I woke up later, but I didn't feel too bad.

I got up, got ready, and then my drummer mate turned up, and we went around to our mate's place.

We spent about an hour and a half putting the drum kit together, finding all the parts, working out what went where, and actually putting together, and then tuning it all.

We moved it over, and set it up, and then we had a bit of a play for a while, and we actually sounded quite good for once, I think the new drum kit makes a world of difference.

The old symbols sounded like someone mucking around with baking trays, and the new ones sound like symbols.

We played until about 3pm, and then we packed up, and my drummer mate and I left, because our other mate was going to a bbq this afternoon (some family thing).

We'd see him again later, because we were all going to the tennis club at Tuggerah, because someone who works at Target is leaving, and they reckon that I'm entitled to go, because I've shopped at Target before.

Anyway, my mate and I left in his car, and went around to Hungry Jacks, to get some lunch.

While we were in there, my mate called our other mate, to find out if he had the number for the courtesy bus of the club we were going to, and he did, so I keyed it into my phone.

We finished eating our lunch, and then my mate went back to my place, and we came in, and found some DVDs to watch.

While we were here, my mate called up the club to book the bus, and they told him that the bus bookings head their own number, so he got that, and then called them, and booked for the 2 of us to get picked up from his place later, and dropped at the club.

We finished at my place, grabbed the DVDs, and jumped in the car.

We headed back to his place, going to the bottleshop near his place on the way, and getting some grog.

We got back to his place, and started watching DVDs and drinking, I put the Styx DVD on first, because my mate said he didn't know them, but after I put on a couple of their well known songs, he realised he did know of them.

After that we watched about 2/3 of the Rush in Rio DVD, I skipped a few of the songs, so I could listen to more of the ones I wanted to hear.

Then I put in the second disk, and showed him the hidden video, from the 70s, and then we watched a bit of the documentary about the DVD.

My mate want in to have a shower, and I watched the scene from Trainspotting with Lou Reed's "Perfect Day" in the background.

After that we put on the Allman Brothers DVD that my mate has, and watched a couple of songs off that.

We were about to put some other DVD on, when the bus arrived, at 6.50pm, so we went and jumped in, and we were the only people on the bus, the guy drove us to the club.

We hung around out the front of the club for a few minutes, waiting for our other mate to arrive, from the bbq.

A few people from Target turned up, and we chatted to them, and eventually gave up waiting for our mate, and went into the club.

I was a bit pissed at that stage, after drinking about 5 cans of Bundy Dry and Lime, and a beer, and was worried they were not going to let me in, but I pulled myself together, and looked as sober as I could, and I got in to the club.

I waited around for a little while, and then decided to go and get a drink. I went to the bar, and I asked for a screwdriver, and the guy is like "What's a screwdriver?".

Here we go again, so I explained it, and he started making it. He then asked if it was a philips head, which I've heard used before to respond to a double, and I said that was fine, but he didn't know what he was on about, and it was just a single.

We found a table, and all sat down, and chatted, waiting for more people to turn up.

We gave up waiting, and my mate and I went and ordered, since other people had started ordering, and we had no idea where our mate was.

When we got back to the table, more people had arrived, and pinched our seats, so we dragged another table over, and put it on the end of the already quite long table.

Our mate eventually turned up, and went and ordered his dinner. While I waited for the food, I went and played the pokies, put a couple of bucks through, but didn't win anything.

I went back and sat and chatted, and then the food arrived, and we ate.

After dinner, we continued chatting for a while, and then we all moved away from the dining area, and went and sat near the dance floor.

They had these annoying pair playing music, they were'n't too bad, except there was no drums, and it was all midi backing, with the guy playing guitar (not too badly) over the top, but they were doing really bad songs.

I went and played the pokies again, and wasted $10.

I went back and sat down again after that, and continued chatting.

They played Nutbush City, and I got up to do it, because I was the only guy up there, not that any of the chicks were any good, but it's a chance for me to make a dick of myself, in a fun way.

They did some requests after that, and my mates starting being smart, and requesting songs that we thought they wouldn't do, and they didn't do all of them, but maybe 1/3 of them, including Sultans of Swing etc.

We sat down again, and had a few more drinks, and then I started feeling really tried.

At point it got so boring that people were cleaning out their wallets at the table.

I just wanted to sleep, I was really tired. It just seemed to drag on, and eventually we all left, a bit after midnight.

My mate had called his dad to come and pick us up, so everyone left, and it was just the 3 of us, waiting in the carpark, in the freezing cold, to get picked up.

My mate's dad turned up, and we piled in the car. First we dropped off our drummer mate at home, and then I got dropped at home, and assumedly my mate and his dad went home after that.

I came in, and sat on the computer for a while, mucking around with something to do with TiVo guide data, and then I went to bed.

I was lying in bed, and I could feel phlegm or something stuck in my throat, so I coughed it up, and then had to get up to spit it out.

While I was in the bathroom, I had a coughing fit, and ended up spewing from coughing too much.

I went back to bed after that, and managed to go to sleep.