Bad.

Idea.

It was 32 degrees, I was hungover and dehydrated, running into the sun with a hot northern wind in my face…really, who the hell thought a run was a good idea.

Only managing 6k, I stumbled home and tried to cool down a bit. Fortuitously, Dev swung by on his way back from getting some funky earing made – I’ll try to get some pics of it, cause its pretty original – and suggested we hit up the river.

40 minutes later, armed with cold beers, sandwiches, music and water-suitable chairs (read: any chair I could find which I didn’t care about getting wet) we hit up the river, stopping at his place to pick up Tracy (the wife) and their dog.

One thing to note about going to our usual swimming hole (the part of the yarra in eltham, near Jono’s place) is that doing it during a weekday drastically improves the gender ratio. Normally when we go, a weekend, it’s roughly 3-4 chicks and about 20 guys. Today, 4 good looking P-plater chicks (snap!) and noone else. With Dev and the dog, it was 3 guys to 5 chicks. Good numbers

After the exam a uni mate Jesse and I swung past a BWS to grab some beers for his bro. Within 5 minutes of driving off though, the car started making weird noises and smelling. Pulling over, could smell that something had burnt in the engine bay, and the car was refusing to start.

Gave Holden a call, got the RACV to come out, said the same thing…get it towed. So far this had been working smoothly and efficiently. At 6:30 we put in the tow truck request. We sat there on the side of the road, drinking the beers we just bought (ugh Corona’s without lemon/lime) waiting for 90 minutes for this dude to rock up. The only consolation we had was ringing Holden back and chatting up the service chicks…awesome.

Once the tow truck finally arrived, and towed us a whole 1k or so up to Penfold Holden in Burwood, gave Devin a ring and he came and picked us up. Ended the whole escapade by playing the new Guitar Hero World Tour thingie for most of the night, so it turned out all right.

Turns out the ignition barrel (pretty much the ignition switch) had melted in the heat, and gotten stuckin the ‘on’ position…meaning the starter motor was kicking over for 5 minutes constantly while driving. 1 dead starter motor, one dead ignition barrel. Lucky no wiring got damaged I spose…