As you may have seen, I spent the morning catching up on my beloved travel blog. I've been neglecting it while I try to get all of my readings done. And I've had some wicked computer trouble, and most of my work is now relegated to the tiny piece of working screen (k, done bitching now).
After I had typed out two or three, Peter set me to work fixing the auto-emails. I spent the afternoon writing new emails, finding any typos, and then setting up the routing codes for the emails I'd written. Fascinating stuff, right? Rachael took me aside for a break and showed me how to attach the regulator and high/low pressure hoses to the first stage valve (The first stage valve connects to the cylinder of air, and by routing the air to the regulator, makes the high pressure air breathable). Great timing, since I have my Equipment exam on Friday, and was a bit confused about the first stage's set up.
My day's work done, I headed for home with Carl and Rachael. Tonight was the second game of State of Origin, which would determine if NSW still had a chance to win it. The guys all went to Carl's house to watch the game. It would have been nice if team had showed up to play. Queensland whooped us soundly, I'll admit it. Cheatin' bastards.
Unlike the Blues, I was in spectacular form. I made it all the way to the end of the match without being asked to leave! Turns out Carl is much cooler than the Northies bouncers.
I rode home with Pixie, and settled into bed early. Tomorrow is my appointment with the dive doctor. I hope he has good news.
Yours in Crossing Fingers,
Robert
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