Australia’s off to the polls on May 3. On the plus side I suppose at least this means the campaign won’t be too long, but I will have been here for literally all of it… I needed to be up this morning for a home visit from a nurse to take some blood and pee from me, doctor suggested this when I was there on Tuesday to collect new prescriptions; John probably shouldn’t encourage my laziness/increasing hermitude/agoraphobia or whatever it is like that, but at least it meant that the test was getting done instead of me dithering. But I had no idea when the nurse would be there, I was only advised that it would be between 7am and 10am. So that meant getting up at fucking hell o’clock (about 6.20am in real terms) in case the nurse was earlier rather than later—perhaps predictably, they didn’t get here until about 9.50—which meant no sleeping, cos when I know I need to be up at a particular time in the morning I almost invariably can’t sleep because of that, and it was a fasting test so I couldn’t even distract myself with breakfast. So I distracted myself with TV instead, tuned into News 24 and watched the beginning of the democratic process take place, Albo getting into the car and being driven up to the governor-general’s place to dissolve parliament, then off to Parliament House to make the big announcement. So yes, I was awake somehow for the very start of the campaign. What a rivetting story that was, hey. Trying not to think about the possibility of that cunt from Queensland actually winning. FIVE MORE WEEKS!
