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Unconsciousness

Oh my god, it’s really late. And I just went and saw good drag, I don’t know why cycling fans do such bad drag, when really apparently even in Mackay you can get a pair of size 17 knee high blue boots. I really should go to sleep, though the little phone ap is quite impressive although somehow you can feel really kind of sad watching the Tour on your phone so late at night, that’s it, go to sleep. God, I wonder what happened, I really should sleep in, but my neighbour is singing like Marianne Faithful and it’s seven in the morning, christ, the mountain stages are just a bit more fun, aren’t they? How come I’m not really enjoying the Schlecks this year? And really, I don’t care about Alberto’s knee. Cadel looks good. Voeckler, yeah right. And Jens,  just haven’t I finally come to that party, and man, attack, pull back, attack, pull back, oh yeah, that was great fun. I wonder if you can wear the same clothes to the opera as you can to a cycling event, perhaps you can, I might test that out. Yeah, it’s Pushies Galore coming up today, I hear that it’s going to be great fun, I hope it will be. I don’t think that I will play bowls, the weather looks nice, I wonder how cyclocross went yesterday, boy, I’m quite sleepy, I wonder if I have any milk, um, who won again?

I should get to Cup around 9.15am at this rate, and probably I’ll ride very slowly. Because my knee hurts too Alberto, I’m sorry I wasn’t very sympathetic, I forgot my knee hurts still.

AND GOOD LUCK TO THE CREW – WOMEN MEN CHILDREN NON SPECIFIED – FOR DDCX in MELBOURNE TODAY!!!

(Dear God, Oh please oh please oh please may someone look nice in their helmet today. I promise to eat all my veggies this week if they do.)