I’m never driving from Brisbane to Melbourne again. Not even if ten thousand angry, rabid rabbits are chasing me. Not even if my life depends on it. Rabbits, you can just take me. I’ll accept my fate without complaint.

That was the worst drive of my entire life. By now I’ve listened to all my music several times over and burned through all my podcasts. I should have bought some audio books or something. I’m exhausted and extremely bored. At one point, I decided to start counting how many 4×4 aluminium canopies I could see on the road, like my own. It would have been a fun game, if not for the fact that I didn’t see a single other car on the entire trip. Somehow my final count was sixteen, but I’m pretty sure it was just my own ute canopy that I spotted, over and over again.

I think the only thing that stopped me from going literally insane was the fact that my job is super important. I’m not sure what this equipment I’m delivering is for, but I’ve been assured that it is of the utmost importance. After this stop, I’m off to Adelaide, then back to Melbourne. I’m sure I’ll be able to count plenty of ute canopies near Melbourne, so my game should be slightly more entertaining at least.

Alright, so I do have to address the elephant in the car. Last time I posted, I said that I wouldn’t be like a politician, dodging questions about how I am making these blog posts without any internet. Well, that’s exactly what I did, and I feel like I owe you all the truth now. So here it is. I’m going to say it. Get ready for this, because it’s going to blow your minds.

Actually, I don’t think it would be fair to just drop this all on you right now. I think I’ll have to dedicate a whole blog post to this topic. It’s really not worth waiting for, though. In fact, it might be better if you all just forgot about this, because it’s not even something you’d want to know about.