I didn't go home - I walked back into the city to find a net cafe, and ended up using the on lvl 2 in the Woolworths on Park St. While I was on the net there, over the speaker system I heard Vanessa Carlton's "A Thousand Miles" which encouraged me to go back and try again.
I walked back, sat near the ocean, on the lower level eatery bit thing ... moved on, then just sat on the higher parts of the opera house for a while ... Then I noticed something rather od ... People around me waving randomly, making me all like "Wtf?" I then noticed the huge LCD screen, panning across the area, and ... thought better of waving like a dick head and just kept my cool - I wonder if it was on tellie? (Is there a broadcast I can check somewhere?) ... I wondered where the hell the camera was, but I spotted it eventually ... mostly it followed runners over the finish line.
Then it hit me! "Hey, if I watch that, and Yossy is there somewhere, then I might ... Was that her?" so I climbed down the stairs to double check, took a snap (of the back of her ~), then directly to my right were the HiPsters.

Also, I very quickly noticed Yossy intentionally turning the back of her head to the people filming/photographing her, and thought better of it, put my camera away, and just admired from a far. I mean ... put yourself in her shoes ... She didn't come to Sydney to be pestered by her fans - she came for the love of the race, for the marathon, to support her family, team, and friends.
It was still nice to see her, and I actually felt quite bad for following her so much.
Towards the end, when it was all over, and she came to greet the fans, I kind of wanted to get close and offer her a handshake, but I was too fearful of being rejected, so I stayed put.
As her eyes darted around, taking in all the faces, her eyes caught mine, if not only for even one second of time, it was still nice to know that it happened.
Thinking back ... When I was on the TV ... I kinda wonder if Yossie saw, and just thought how cool looking I was ... Okay, wishful thinking, but still ... I thought I saw a look on her face when she saw me with the HiPsters was like ... "He's with them?" - She was totally checkin' me out before I was w/them

(Ah, mostly coz I had a camera, and took a shot ... then noticed her behavouir, and, as I said, thought better of it) ... Still noticed her look back once or twice though.
I even took my sunglasses off in case our eyes were to meet, coz ... she's got a thing for blue eyes, right? I mean ... if she's a fan of Leonardo DiCaprio, and he has blue eyes ... then it makes sense that she likes blue eyes, right? ... and I have blue eyes, so ... (a very similar shade to Leo's as well).
Also, she was about as tall as I was expecting, however, taller than I'd been lead to believe from other fan reports so ... from now on, I'll just trust my own instincts in regards to peoples heights. I would say her height was ... average for a girl, tall for a Japanese girl.
I just wish my eye contact with her could've been just that LITTLE bit longer ... and that I hadn't've cowered out of asking her for a hand shake.
I swear the songs at Karaoke are all altered to fit into an "everybody's vocal range" key. >.<;
Thinking back (on my life) ... meeting up w/a random group of people and hanging out with them for the rest of the day is very uncharacteristic of me ... I guess this means I've grown as a person, because, strangely, I didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable with a small group of people with which I was entirely unfamilar!
すごい、ね?
Thanks for a great day out, guys ...
Now ... should I write that fan mail, or not? ... I always feel like I'm pestering people after I've written my first fan mail to them.
Thanks for a great day out guys!