Day 17171. I still find myself stuck in the future. In fact all efforts to return to real time has failed. The antipodal time lords invoked a yearly time warp ritual this morning and upon waking up I find myself another hour further into the future.
The god like power of knowing the future is starting to become a burden but I remain vigilant and have stocked up on Vegemite and non-Fosters beer. The emus are coming …
I’m in Australia. It’ll be Friday in 36 mins.
This Friday or last Friday?
Yes.
First the one then the other.
Please keep us updated, I’ll go get me a beer as well
Day 17171. I still find myself stuck in the future. In fact all efforts to return to real time has failed. The antipodal time lords invoked a yearly time warp ritual this morning and upon waking up I find myself another hour further into the future.
The god like power of knowing the future is starting to become a burden but I remain vigilant and have stocked up on Vegemite and non-Fosters beer. The emus are coming …
Well, your people started a war with them in the thirties, they’re just here to settle family business.
Did you cross into Sunday morning yet?
It is now Sunday morning. But I’ve been reliably informed tomorrow we’ll have second Sunday, aka Labour Day public holiday.
Holding out for elevensies on Tuesday.