Last night I went to some sort of Australian sports pub?!? I guess that’s what it’s supposed to be. It’s tiny, but I ordered a bagel sandwich. It was chicken lettuce tomato and “peanut sauce”. I read that and was imagining something like you find on a Thai pizza. A sort of sweet n spicy sauce. Sounds good right? I ate it and was trying to figure out what this strange taste was…and it’s PEANUT BUTTER!!!
It’s a little funny, but it actually didn’t taste half bad. I enjoyed it.

Apparently there’s a custom here where a soon to be bride goes out with friends and tries to sell “stuff”. I guess it’s to raise money and make her embarrassed. Last night there was one of those and I managed to invite myself to the wedding. I have a handwritten invitation with an address and time, and while I was gung ho to go last night I don’t think I will.

I couldn’t show up without a gift, and I don’t have a suit or anything, so oh well.