Fact: Chinese herbal medicine smells disgusting and tastes revolting.

Fact: Practitioner's advice to eat a piece of dried fruit immediately afterwards as it instantly takes the taste away is SOMETHING THEY COULD'VE CLUED ME IN ON YEARS AGO!!

Two and a half weeks... or as my colleague put it earlier today: SEVEN SHIFTS.

I can deal with seven shifts.

I think.  I hope.

Between two work sweeps and my own TAB picks, I had EIGHT potential winners in the Melbourne Cup. Did any of them even so much as place? Did they bollocks. 

Damn. Should've held out a tiny bit longer and taken what was going to be offered.

Ah well. Shoulda, coulda, woulda. 

It's all part of the Plan.

A lazy day, ticking a few things of the to-do list, followed by some Loki-adoring on the Xtreme screen with some of my favourite people.  Perfect Sunday.

Maaaaan, my body is screwed. up. Acupuncture and Chinese herbal medicine, work your magic please - I can't take much more of this.

And so Eddie has left Poetry City. My fortnight of working every day for 14 hours is ended. 

And a guy just spewed his curry all over the tram. Pleasant.