[the seal]

2nd March This time 6am-6pm really… well I got a lot of physics homework done. They did eventually take an x-ray of my heel that showed a 1.5cm spine, 3mm thick sticking right up my foot. When they said “sorry go home,” that was it, we stayed there until my dad came, the family friend who is a Russian doctor also stayed and we refused to leave until I was treated. By the way, did I mention I was not allowed to drink or eat 12hrs before the operation or while I was waiting each time, well now u know.
After 3-5 more hours I got a bed to stay for the night and eventually I could eat because they would operate on me the next day. All I can say is,
A lot of jelly, bread, bread with peanut butter, with milo, strawberry spread, apricot spread and toasted bread. I was woken up in the morning and told I would be operated on at 3pm, here were go again. I wake up at 12pm and watched tv and starved…
Finally at 2pm to my surprise I get taken down to the surgery room and lye down on the stainless steel.. spring steel? Operating table, they give me gas and though I try stay conscious, I’m out in like 5 seconds. Bit like the black out, except no thoughts.
I wake up in a blink of an eye literally, it felt that way, only this time my foot was very sore and bandaged. I’m out of the operating room, it’s 6pm and I ask for more morphine, but it makes me feel miserable rather than high, it does dull the pain though.
I get taken back to where I was before and feel very, very sick. Head spin 101 but I have to get up and “pass urine,” if I want to leave. Yeah I did and had crap while I was at it.
Go home very hungry but drugs make me feel to sick to eat as much as I try. You can feel my pain scuba Pete.
Foot sore for a few days and all bandaged, 6 stitches, a friend told me he had “illegal pain killers,” but aspirin was good enough.
Overall

Don’t help your friends out off the water, if anything drag em back in.
Don’t follow dumb friends around join a club and go with the pro’s Dolphins!!
Don’t vote for the government that says “the system is working well.”
Don’t walk around bare foot.
Don’t go to hospital looking all healthy, try crying, falling on the floor and shaking/convolutions from “the poisonous spines.” Smear fake blood across your face and stain your clothes. Cover the wound up in a giant bandage that squirts blood. Hide part of your leg and say like miles “first GW encounter of the year..” remember the dripping blood. Anything to get attention!!!
And
Don’t let the sea urchins live, they must die, die I say.
Death to all SEA Urchins, Revenge! Revenge!

By
Abused animal aka
ThE SeaL

24/2/05
hand catching leather jackets
dived at clovely
vis=8m
water=20-22
swell=0.5-1m
fishyness=medium
tide: going to high at 7pm
Put gear on and swam to inlet, killed a sea urchin while I was at it. Had my caulipra bag, fins and gloves, no wettie or anything. Looked around for crayfish but didn’t find any, after some time saw a small leatherjacket and dived down to follow it. Managed to grab its tale but then it got away and swam under a rock. Thought I lost it but dived down under the rock anyway. I had a look and the ledge was jam packed with sea urchins and thought it got out, but there were no exits. I was thinking off going up but took a closer look and saw it hiding right at the top so I stuck my hand in there and dragged it out very pissed. Looked at it and put it in my bag to show my grandfather. Saw another one and though I chased it round, it hid away somewhere. Saw 2kg silver, 1kg luderic and the usual grouper. Snuck up really close to luderic after following them round and gave them a fright. Went to feed grouper later and it said high by biting my fin I think?
Also saw a diving bird thing that I chased but it was too weary. Dived by myself.


Spangled Emperor in Sydney
2nd proper spearfish
dived at (ocean)
visibility=15m
water=21
swell=0.5
tide high= 11am
moon near full
fishyness= rather Fishy

Simon aka capain Ahab invited me to go spear fishing to a club comp at rose bay so naturally I said, “maybe,” well ok, I said “yes!” I checked weather and high tide and was a little hesitant since the weather seamed like a bad omen, but I’m just a bad fortune teller. Still I wanted to go diving after going on Friday where I tested out my first real gun and found that it was rather calm despite the cloudy skies. It was also “fishy,” or maybe it was just the spot but I wanted to go to see “Wooly” dive since he is a great spearo and go diving with Dave, Simon and a walrus. All great creatures of the sea and A grade diver, or just about. Anyway I spoke to Dave or Diving Dave as I call him and arranged to be picked up at 7:30 am and head to Rose bay. After 4 hours of sleep I got up at 7am and read a bit on the net then rushed the last 10min to eat and get ready, then I called Dave around 7:30 to ask about what he dreamed of last night, but wait, he doesn’t pick up. Well he’s probably on his way, so I wait, 10 min later I call and call only to get no reply. “Has he slept in, has the social been canceled, I’m in the dark here, help!” so I’m getting p*ssed and frustrated here, standing outside, I call Ahab to find out what’s up, he picks up thankfully, but not so thankfully tells me, “comps canceled maybe call Roy for rock hop, wooly isn’t coming either.” ARRHH MTHFCUKER I freaking got lubricated and got in my wet suit pants for nothing, (which that the lovely New Zealander gave me) and freakin had 4hrs sleep and am standing outside in a slippery gay looking peace of clothing like a total weirdo! ARRRHHHHHH.
I call Dave one more time, “arhh, sweet dreams u bastard!” I think,
“hello?” Dave answers, I interrogate him while I steam away at my ears, but then it stops,
“I’ll be at your place in 10min,” ahhhh, that’s better, I didn’t get wet and slippery for nothing (lubrication). He comes at 8:10 and we go to meet a depleted group of spearo’s called dolphins, John a new member, Dan thE man! Can’t remember another guys name but last and least was anorexic Pete or scuba Pete as we call him. We met at cooge and discussed where to go spearing, the conclusion was the ocean and so we went and got ready to enter. We agreed to meet at 1pm for weigh in and go home etc so we went in, I ran and then hopped into the water like skippy dippy. I wanted to get in slightly deeper water before loading and was about to when I saw some big looking whiting close to 450g. As I loaded the current dragged me over them and they swam off before I had set my gear, only thing I still need is a dive knife and flashers. Whatever I think, I couldn’t find them and swam up ahead looking for Pete, I found that new guy and watched him dive to 12m and surface. I looked around and could not find Pete but saw the new guy dive to 12m again and let a big mowie go by that he didn’t shoot. Not sure if he noticed it but asked if he wanted the mowie, which he said “no, you can have it,” by that time it had gone off somewhere. Still I go into Paul Roso mode to try showing him what I know, I make a straight dive down and start swimming in a line scanning, with my gun extended. After 8m distance or 15 sec the mowie pops up again so I give some time, aim and stone the Paul way. It keels over and I make a hasty retreat to the surface, I’m not Paul Roso and can’t hold my breath like a firkin under water gorilla. I string it up and continue, I find anorexic Pete and see the luderic and large goatee on his line and jealously swim next to him. I wanted to watch him do some dives but he wanted space so I looked around for Dave and couldn’t find him, the phantom. Bugger it, I think, I’ll go hard like Pete says and lone it out, like I’m use to in a good and bad way.
I swim around looking for luderic and find them ogling at me from caves but just don’t want to damage my gun, the lucky things; I missed some shots in the open, very angry.