Travel is Get

I am going down to Sydney for Christmas.

Or to be exact, I am going down on Christmas Day - 6 AM on Christmas Day.

I have been saying for a while I'd like to go visit, but a few days ago Mum mentioned it to Dad on the phone and Nanna volunteered to pay the tickets.

I'll be down there for two weeks and two days, and I won't be totally cut off from the internet because Grey has a computer, and an internet connection.



P.S. Red thinks it suspicious that I'm going down to Sydney.

Thing Red Alert Finds Suspicious

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I bought him.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that Target had none of his toy.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I didn't transform him downstairs.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that Inferno was on the bookcase.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I keep books on top of the bookcase but have none on the shelf now occupied by the core of the "Upstairs Club".

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that there are more factions in my household than just Autobots and Decepticons. Very suspicious.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I had to dust Inferno off.

Red Alert thinks the big orange guy with mini-cons all over his wings is suspicious.

Red Alert thinks the spikey ball is suspicious.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I am not immediately installing Late Night.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I am interested in vampires anyway.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that the shop attendant who did my laybuy forgot to put the LN disc in it's case.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that Mum started feeling sick.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I needed to go to sleep in the middle of the day.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I woke up after midnight.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I am now eating grissini.

Red Alert thinks that Cyber Megs is suspicious, full stop.

Red Alert thinks it suspicious that I am now making a list of things he finds suspicious.