We head into the city and have haircuts. We walk past rabble Central where all the angry people have been protesting for months. I’m all for people’s right to protest, doesn’t mean I can’t point and laugh. It’s their protest not mine.
The Asian chick who runs the hair salon is always pleased to see us. She remembers how often we come in and how we have our hair even though she doesn't usually cut our hair.
I guess you have to know everything when you run a business.
We go to Melbourne Central and eat Indian food, we take the dogs. Melbourne Central has faux laneways so we eat in them with Brun and Otto. People seem enchanted to see them. I'm always expecting to get told off, but I have seen other people there with their dogs, and we never get told off.
I go to JBHiFi and buy a Rolling Stones Cd and a Guy Sebastian Cd.
We come home and fall asleep on the couches for the afternoon. Sam, me and the dogs. Weekends. You've got to make the most of them. š
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