Day 18

Monday, 28th April 2003, 12:45 a.m., Dizzy & Britta's apartment in Chatswood, Sydney

It being pretty late by the time I got to bed last night, and this being Sunday and all, I didn't get up until around midday. And when I did I didn't really do anything constructive. I fixed something on my computer that was acting the mickey (for want of a better way to describe it) and read a bit and washed my clothes in the bath and watched some anime and a movie. Wow, I never really thought of the amount of labour that labour-saving devices save. When I think of labour-saving devices I think of stuff like a toaster, which is slightly easier than putting bread under a grill or on a fork in front of a fire or whatever, but basically is just a small luxury. Same goes for, say, a tumble drier instead of putting stuff on a washing line. But holy crap, washing clothes in bulk by hand is a lot of tedious and annoying work. Many's the time today I vowed never again would I wear underwear, or socks, or trousers. Then the whole lot got dumped in the tumble drier, which did nothing except heat them up. About an hour ago I found the fluff-catchin' iron and it was absolutely covered in fluff, so I scraped that off and put them on for another couple of hours, and with a bit of luck I'll have some socks to wear tomorrow.

I did a bit of looking for SCUBA diving schools in the Yellow Pages. It's been about ten years since I was last in the sea, and then it was in circumstances guaranteed to give anybody a lifelong distaste for it. And the thought of going SCUBA diving is actually scaring me. It's been longer than I can remember since I was scared of something, and it's an interesting sensation. Dizzy was telling me about the aspects of the training - like how to deal with having your mask knocked off, or having to breathe from a stream of air coming from the mouthpiece when it's not in your mouth, and I am actually scared of the idea. I don't know if I'll panic or what. I assume I won't, because I'm not a very panicy type, but for the first time I can remember the inclination to do so exists in me. It's a weird feeling. I'm kind of looking forward to it, to see what happens.