procrastinating

I really should go to bed ... or vacuum the house ... or do the dishes ... or etc
Instead I am listening to Triple J (great Aussie radio station) and surfing the net.
It's really bizarre listening to breakfast radio at 10pm at night on the other side of the country.
Oh ... they're doing the weather ... Melbourne ... +33.
Fuck.
It's -7 here at the moment.

Maybe I'll just close my eyes and imagine I'm lying in my bed in St Kilda. I'll imagine that in a couple of hours I'll wake up and walk out in to the sunshine. I'll wander down to Carlisle Street, to my favourite cafe and grab a soy flat white to take away. Then go to the beach and sit in the sand and watch all the beautiful trendy people parading around.

Right. Now I'm going to go and drown myself in the bath.
I can almost smell the salt water ...