NRMA

They saved my butt tonight. I was in West Albury and my battery raped itself. Which was a shame since I was having a very nice time sitting in the car with Matt. So he had to rush off back to where he was staying and I snoozed until Mr. Road Service showed up.

Matt is nice. I've known him for 48 hours and he wrote his number on the back of a keno ticket and gave me the TAB receipt where he bet on a horse called "Girl With Promise". I know that I ought to be cynical. But you know even if that's all it is, I think that's just great.