No job, no car, no money make me something something...

As a little girl, I was always the first out of us kids to become bored on school holidays. I'm just not that good at keeping myself occupied.

And now, I'm in a fabulous new city with a million new things to do...and I'm bored. Granted, it doesn't help that it's absolutely pouring with rain and I have no umbrella, no car, no job, no money and nothing to read, but still, I do feel guilty for being bored when there's an entire city to explore.

At least I could explore it, if it wasn't belting down. Despite all the helpful warnings, I admit to being totally unprepared for solid rain in the middle of December. Call it Perth-brain. We're just not wired for weather that isn't sunny and hot, particularly in December (it's going to be 34 degress centigrade there on Sunday).

I even had the bright idea of hiring a Wi from the local Blockbuster so my partner and I could battle it out on some ridiculous Mario-based game. But we can't even do that, because we don't actually live here and have no proof of address to open an account. That's probably a good thing though - I joke with my partner that the reason he left WA is to escape his mounting late DVD fees from five different places.

Even the small amount of freelance work I have lined up is finished until the New Year because the agency is closed. When you're excited about the idea of endless writing SEO business listings for not-very-much a pop, you know you are BORED.

Reading spare copies of BRW bored (Money, money, crush the underlings, CEOs don't get paid enough, money, money, cars, I'm so successful, money, etc.)

Cleaning the bathroom bored (Not yet, but I think I'm almost there).

Reading 'A Bad Case of the Dates' bored.

BORED BORED BORED!