Well ... arse. I won't be able to afford to go to Cairns after all. Annual account keeping fees etc leave me with not enough to pay for bus trip and cat food.
arse arse arse arse
(I shall spend the rest of the day kicking the dirt and muttering sulkily that I didn't want to spend twelve hours on a bus for what will probably end up being only six songs anyway - blatantly untrue, but perhaps if I tell myself enough I may come to believe it)