November 10th, 2003


naughty men in silver spacesuits

I am insane. I mean, you knew that already, but I now present you with new evidence: I did the sculpture walk from Bondi to Bronte, with a spained ankle. Not that I'm saying it wasn't entirely doable, it was just rough going in some parts, and not made any easier by joggers shouldering me out of the way. I mean, you don't want to be pushed off the path when the path drops down onto the rocks and surging waves below, beneath the cliffs.

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