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......had an interesting day.....it started out with a plan to have my first surf in 2 weeks.......not far from my house, on the way to Nusa Dua, my surf-rack hit the ground while I was going around a turn....I looked back, when I looked forward I was off the road, in the bush, heading for an electric pole, so I laid the bike down......I twisted my back, that had just recovered fro 2 weeks of pain and suffering, so it was f-ed again, although the overall crash was not too bad.....a few cuts over existing scars, a bit of pain in my right knee and left shin.....board looked ok as I went down on the right side.....I hobbled around a bit....swore a bit......and figured instead of going back home on more bed-rest, go for a paddle.......I made it to Nusa without anymore set backs, suited up, sun-screened, waxed, walked out to the waters edge, through the board in the water, noticed a hole in the bottom......a bush ding.....then i saw the fin was barely hanging on......broken......back was sore.....I gave up.....walked backed un-suited.....my surf was called off, my knee was aching......stopped in and had a chat with Johnny.....hung up-side down on the trapeze thingy, on his porch, that gave me a bit of relief.......then to Mossip's to lay some series on him.......then home to drop off my shorts, to Big jims, to throw his board on my rack with my board and off to ding-repair then to telkom to ask about a phone line, to find out that they were all taken and in true indo fashion they could not tell me if the wait was 2 months or 2 years for the said phone lines......grabbed some food from the green joint, the 2 mixed berry pies bunkus and then back to the big fellas to have my brunch, and a chat........then home......I started feeling weird while sitting on my couch talking with Siti......as she started cooking I was getting worse......I felt weird, was not even hungry......laid down for a bit.....around 8pm I puked, then at 10pm, again at 11pm.....by 2 pm I was out of it, had puked my guts out....at least 5 or so trips to the porcelain........POISONED.......should have never left the house today.......today's photo is of a peaceful place....a happy place......a shed on the rice-fields of Laos.......far removed from any city, or people for that matter....just there in the midst of jungle, hills, streams.....back to nature........
 

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Definitely should have never left the house on that day...  good luck is due...