The ramblings of a Nut who should be doing something else – Adelaide, South Australia

Eos prodded him and he
shot up on the lounge. “Augh, god. Eos.” His head spun, his neck, back and
pretty much everything complaining about sleeping slumped over on the couch. He
let his head drop back over the top of the lounge and stretched his shoulders.
He raised his arm to check the time. “Six am?!” What the hell? He’d be lucky if
he had had three hours sleep.

He tipped sideways again
and tried to get comfortable on the too small couch.



Virgil, get up.


There was silence for a
moment, then his mind was suddenly filled with Beethoven’s fifth symphony – the
disco version.

Wha-? Augh! He ground his hands into his eye
sockets. Anger flared. “Turn it off! Now!”

Wake up!



“No! I’m sleeping!”

“No, you’re not.”

“I am.”

“You’re not.”





“Don’t wanna.”



“Sleep later, party now.”

“Don wanna party.”

“There will be cake…”


“With cream.”


“Chocolate and strawberries.”

“Sounds nice.”

“Yes, it does. Want some?”


“Then get out of bed.”

“Okay.” He pushed himself
vertical and it wasn’t until he opened his eyes to see a frankly stunned Scott
Tracy paused midstep halfway into the sunken lounge that his sleep fogged brain
caught up.

“Wow, Eos, you’re a
master. I gotta try that one next time.”

“Oh, god.” He fell over
sideways again.

Beethoven upped his sub-woofer.

“Okay, okay, okay.” He struggled
into a seated position again. Turn that damn noise off.” Elbows on his knees he
dropped his head into his hands. “This time of day should not exist.”

“It’s that whole physics
thing.” He could hear his brother grinning.

“Shut up and give me

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