A high pitched noise

I can’t be the only one to hear a high pitched noise.

It’s probably just shock from the shocking Wolf & Cub concert. Wasn’t shocking… just shit sound pumped too high.

I need to buy some ear plugs and bring them next time. My ears are probably damaged beyond repair anyway, but I should probably bring some plugs to stop any further damage.

Either that or the high pitched noise is in my head.

Which is possible.

There’s a lot of random crap in my head.

Like complaints against Sydney Transport.

Sydney Transport: you give Bondi newer, bigger buses — the 333’s which have replaced the L82 express buses — and they’re prepaids which means they should be technically faster… except for that while the 333’s come much more frequently than their L82 siblings, every other bus in between is now coming less frequently and thus we’re still getting piss all service. Your 333’s are now arriving in a flock of 333’s (if arriving at all) and causing everyone to be late.

If that wasn’t bad enough, taxis seem to be in incredible demand out of Bondi at the moment. I may have somewhere important to be and the transport I take has become a toss-up between Sydney’s weakest bus service (the Bondi route) or the never-available-taxi rank running on Bondi road.

It’s as if Bondi residents suddenly woke up and found something to do.

Crikey.

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