OK!

That was a big 'ok'... Just spoke to mum from work!!! We were going to start an email-tennis session off, but her servers broke at work so nothing was getting through. I decided 'ahh fuck it' and rang her mobile, using this Post Office phone card doo-hickey...
International call to a Mobile!???

*dies*

But I got 17 minutes for my £4, so that's not so bad. I figure, I've already paid for the call, so I may as well use it!

She talked me into pressing the big red "BUY NOW" button.

So the tickets are booked. *excited wiggle*

Not a bad start to a day that began with the "ohgodimlate" feeling as I opened an eye and peered at the clock.

*eeeek*

I woke up just as I should have been leaving the house! Was definatly heart attack time! The eyes shot open, the heart started racing... I managed to whirr around the house like a maniac, have the worlds quickest shower, point the hairdryer at my head and run out of the door clutching at vital paperwork! I didn't have breakfast, or pack lunch, or do all the girly things that girly people do, but I did manage to pull on some clothes so I was decent while running down the street.

But the most amazing thing is that I also figured that if I caught the 258 bus from the end of Shaftesbury to the front door of work (all of 200m) I can save a few minutes.

By some minor miricle, I got to work ON TIME!!!

*mad cackle*

Still not quite sure how I did that, but I'm not going to complain!

After all. I'M GOING TO AUSTRALIA!!!