F off Monday morning
I walked home from St Kilda yesterday morning. I guessed my travelling time to be an hour-and-a-half, but the times on my photographs indicate it was a little longer than that.
I’d been at a house party in Fitzroy St. Had a pretty swell time.
Johnston Street, 6:30am:
Now it’s 5:38am, Monday morning. My body clock is totally screwed (again).
Also, my feet still hurt.
Edit (4:59pm): I have just realised how much quicker it would have been if I’d walked up Punt/Hoddle instead of walking up St Kilda Rd and through the CBD. Such a loser.