Work was so blah today. My hours today got extended to 5hrs. I ate 'breakfast' at 2pm, and made do in the four hours before by snatching bits and pieces - scraps, really - from the products there. Like stuff that fell on the counter, or randomly got stuck to my hands (Ricotta cheese).
Pitiful, isn't it.

Went driving in Homebush afterwards. There's a huge carpark there. Also drove on the roads.
It's odd, how mum can drive for about 10 minutes on quiet roads, but when she lets me drive, I always end up meeting the busy roads that I am not at all ready for.