i am seriously regretting ever agreeing to come along on this little trip.
although the scenery is simply breathtaking, and i've enjoyed getting to spend lotsa quality time with mum - the monster child is driving me up the fucking wall..*grrr*..

he just doesn't understand that our trip to tasmania isn't all about him getting to sit on a wharf(or beach) all day and fish. afterall, i did not endure that 10-hour ship trip followed by a 4hour drive to watch a fucking child fish.

i drove all day long today (to port arthur and back) and all i wanted to do was just relax when we got back to the motel..but instead, i had to listen to him whinge and whine all about going fishing..and "when can we buy some bait?" or "are we going to the beach, yet?"...so i thought id drop mum off at the casino, and go for a little scenic drive before taking him to the wharf...but noooo...i had to stop what i wanted to do and take him fishing in order to get him to shut the fuck up.

we're supposed to be heading to launceston tomorrow..but i really want to do some more sight seeing around hobart before i head off anywhere..so in the morning i'm going to call our travel agent and see if there's any way that we can spend another nite here in hobart, instead of 2 in launceston...
and i swear..
there's no fucking way i'm going to take that ungrateful little fucker anywhere near a fishing spot - unless, of course, i can use him as shark bait..



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