the longest day in the history of my life.

it was d day for the imminent trip to paulpietersburg today: and god help but i will hate that place forever from now on. i awoke at 4, after only getting to sleep at 12.30pm and waking on the hour,every hour until 4, just in case i slept through my alarm. the roads are surprisingly empty at 5 in the morning, strange that; it took awhile getting used to the idea that NO ONE in their RIGHT MIND is awake and driving at that hour. the only joy about this trip was that i was alone, and not with previously mentioned strange, snoring boss figure, which meant that i could fart, burp and sing loudly along with my ipod to my dear hearts content. 435 kilometers later i was just about enter the thriving metropolis that is vryheid, when i got a call that the meeting meant to start at around 9.30 am was cancelled. let me repeat that in case it didnt quite sink in the first time: CANCELLED. they were meant to be holding two workshops today, one at 10 and another at 2 pm, which if i stayed to attend, would mean leaving there at 4.30 only to have the full 4.5 hour trip home, in the DARK. so i refused, had a brief brunch meeting with my college (who luckily lives DOWN the road and didnt have a 4.5 hour journey), over the wonderful delicacies offered by WIMPY in VRYHEID. that lasted all of an hour, and much arb, slightly forced conversation later, i left to make the exciting return journey home.

all in all the trip was 890 kilometers done for a breakfast meeting i could have done over email. awesome times i tell you. excuse the anger and resentment and CAPS, but im so tired now that i can barely see, let alone think or function, and am still trying to deal with the enormous waste of time and money that was today.

im still amazed i didnt crash today; what with endless bored photo taking (will post some later) and smsing while driving, never mind that i was living on 3 hours of sleep and bioplus. think ive totally lucked out now. so due to this ordeal, faye's suggestion was that i take the day off tomorrow in protest; however i have another 3 hour meeting, and a report to finish off by friday. remind why i do this again? it may have something to do with the pay cheque waiting with my name on it, but its not looking that worth it anymore.

off to sleep now. for another days fun tomorrow.