Coffee, the weekend and a stupid haircut.

You know. It ain't so bad.
Been drinking a fair bit of it lately. I see what people have been going on about all these years. My fear of becoming dependent still looms above me, but I really enjoy it now.
It started as strong short blacks with one sugar, but this morning it was a large strong long black with 3 sugars. I'll be buzzing in a moment. A good thing, coz I was falling asleep on the train.
The weekend was good. Went 'round to Mike's place on Friday night, but didn't get there until late. Bought a bottle of vodka, but didn't drink that much of it. Had two shots of 151, and I guess that was enough. Well, not quite enough, as I still had two mixers, but you know... the 151 was largely enough.
Woah. I feel that coffee kicking in about now.
Anyway. We drank a bit, and then decided to do that lightning-bolt Mohawk that I wanted a few weeks ago. Mike misunderstood my instructions of shaving a lightning-bolt into my head, as shaving a lightning bolt into my head. So it was a kind of reversed Mohawk - although of course nothing like a Mohawk. I might also add that it was shaved in - i.e. with a razor. So the only way for me to get rid of it right now is to razor the rest of my head. But for the moment I'm sticking with it...
So yeah. Really stupid hair... but I kinda like it. You can see a photo of it on my MySpace (link to the side).
After cutting my hair, we rolled up the last of my green (from a few weeks ago), and smoked a fatty. Fun.
Saturday was spent voting (well...), and Saturday night I was to meet up with Tristan, Belinda and Boggle to see Lady Sovereign. Ha. Lady Sovereign. Woah man, I nearly forgot about the double-choc-fudge-brownies that Leanne and I bought while voting! Only $3 for the whole plate! Oh man! It ain't voting day without some kind of cheap, mother-baked goods! We also bought a sausage sizzle. Man. Voting day rules. Holy cow those double-choc-fudge-brownies were tasty. Tasty, melty goodness.
So I met up with Tristan at Bel's place at around 4pm (they paid me out for my hair), hung around there for a wee bit, then went to the Longueville for dinner and a few beers, ran into Belinda's brother there (who paid me out for my hair) then caught a bus to QVB (the Bus driver paid me out for my hair), to catch a cab to The Forum (in the "Entertainment Quarter"). Called Boggle - who was in Bondi - and he said he'd call us when he got in. There was a line outside, so we went to the Fox + Lion for a few more beers. Still full from dinner. The bouncer there paid me out for my hair.
By 9pm we headed in. Security paid me out for my hair. The guy called the others over, and insisted that there was a dress code, and that I wasn't allowed in with hair like that (bastard...). But the ticket lady said that with hair like that I should go to the front of the line. Awesome.
Upon entering, we realised that Lady Sovereign wasn't on until midnight... so more expensive drinks. Silly me bought a jägerbomb and a Soco and Coke for Tristan. $22. Oops. No more jägerbombs for Simon. We stuck to the Smirnoff Blacks from then on (2.1 standard drinks for $9... we figured they were the best value). So Tristan and I got a little drunk. Unfortunately for me though was that I also got broke.
Met up with Boggle in there (ran into Alison at the bar)... thanks for calling, Boggle.
He'd been drinking since 3pm (4pm?), so I guess that's understandable.
The DJ that was on was picking pretty good tunes (some Mickey Avalon, Presets, ODB, among others), so it wasn't terrible. Just 3 hours.
I was messaging Leanne when one of the girls next to me asked to borrow my phone afterward. When I finished messaging her I put my phone away. A little while later she again said that she wanted to borrow my phone, I asked why, and she replied that she wanted to give me her number. Ha. Forward. I talked with her for a bit, and after informing her that I was taken, she informed me that she was a lesbian... ok(?). She also said that she'd recently slept with a guy... ok(?). Strange girl. She was dancing with me (too closely...), so I told her that she was the most forward lesbian I'd ever met. She also said that she thought Belinda was a bit of alright, and told her that. I was messaging awkward messages to Belinda throughout this ordeal. Strange girl. Oh, I nearly forgot! After I told her that I was committed to a girl, she said if my girl and I ever wanted to meet up with her for a drink, that she'd like to do as such. Hmmm.... awkward (?). Oh! And I nearly forgot again! At one point she turned to me (strangely enough after I told her that I was committed) and asked "Are you gay?" and I'm like, "no!" so she asks, "and you've got a girlfriend" and I'm like "yeah," so she replies "So what's with the hair?!" Hahaha. Stupid hair.
So yes. Strange "lesbian."
The concert itself was good fun. Boggle went down to the dance floor for it, but Tristan, Bel and I stayed up in the wings (wings? I don't know what else to call them). Boggle nearly came when she played Pretty Vacant by the Sex Pistols. He was wearing his Sex Pistols shirt, so when they played it, he got a lift up above the crowd (that "crowd surfing" that is so popular with the youth these days), and showed his shirt to her. She gave him recognition. Awesome.
After the show finished, we ran into Boggle and Co. at the exit, and we decided to go to Bar Broadway for the after party. We caught a cab over, and I spent the last of my money on it. Earlier on in the night I joked to Tristan and Belinda that I would get into a fight over my hair, but then we decided it would be funnier if I got into a fight with a guy wearing a Sega shirt (I was wearing my Mario shirt - along with my usual NES belt buckle). When we were sitting at Bar Browadway, a guy wearing a Sonic The Hedgehog shirt walked by. I pointed him out to Tristan and I said that I had found the guy I had to fight. The guy walked outside and sat down by the window with a mate. Tristan convinced me that I should walk out there and tell him that he was in Nintendo territory. So we both went out and I was like "Mate, what the fuck do you think your doing here? This is Nintendo territory!" I then pointed to Mario on my shirt. The guy was like "Nah, man! I own a Mario shirt too!" I told him he was a traitor. Tristan told him to go across the road with all the other Sega guys. We talked about my buckle for a bit, and whatever else, shook hands in farewell, and went back inside. Funny. I was unsure what the guys reaction was going to be, so I was happy that it was positive.
We lost Boggle at that bar (he was still with his TAFE friends), and we couldn't be bothered paying the $5 entry fee for the official after party. So we just left (I'm unsure if it was 2 or 3am by this stage... I think 2am). Wet to Maccas and then caught a cab back to Tristan/Bel's, and Leanne picked me up and took me back home. I don't want to eat Maccas any more. So seedy. Overall it was an awesome night (although I feel I owe Tristan a fair few drinks).
Sunday I slept-the-fuck-in, but decided to get up by about midday. Then remembered that daylight savings ended, so it was only 11am! Yay! Leanne and I decided to go out for brunch, and by the time we got our shit together, we thought it was good time for pizza. So we went to the nearest Italian restaurant in the Yellow Pages, which was one in East Ryde... or was it North Ryde... I don't remember. We ate an olive pizza and a tasty beef, fetta, capsicum and onion pizza. We ordered enough for leftovers, but we only left 2 pieces...
I was due to meet Nat at about 5pm, and seeing that I was still buggered from the night before, we just went home afterward (boring), so I could have a nap.
Got to Nat's at about 5:30pm (thanks for the lift, Lilly! Much appreciated), and just shot the shit there for a while, and then walked into Chatswood for Chinese. Pretty tasty actually. Not mind-blowing, but passable.
Shot the shit in Chatswood, then walked back to Nat's place and shot more shit. Leanne came around to pick me up at around 9:30pm, but we all stayed until about midnight telling stories. Fun. I like Nat. Always has a good story to tell... although he confirmed what I had suspected for some time, and that is that he doesn't let the truth get in the way of a good yarn. It's an interesting concept, and one that I've come across before. That you are taking the job of a story teller, and it's largely inconsequential if it actually happened or not. He has a blurred line between reality and imagination... he should write more. He's trying to get me to take a week off work to help him shoot this film, but seeing I don't get paid leave, I'm not so keen to lose $650 helping someone out. Actually he wants me to quit my job and go with him for the ride to the top. Yeah, sorry Nat, not so keen on the movie industry. I'd like to help out when I can though, I just can't afford it right now.
So that was my weekend. I've taken about an hour to write this at work (don't tell my manager), so that's a nice paid bludge.
I wonder what I would have thought about my future self if I could somehow have been shown this blog 7 or 8 years ago. What made me think that was that I buy mixers now, and in year 10 I was fervent that spirits were there to be shot, not mixed. A funny thought to trigger that idea, but it triggered it nonetheless. Am I how I thought I would have turned out? Would I have been happy with where my life is right now? With my actions that got me here? Questions that are probably too ponderous for a Monday morning, when I've already wasted an hour of TCard's time...
Anyhow. Off to work.

Listening to: TZU - Smiling at Strangers (I want to get the double CD version of this album... I'll be miffed if it disappears when I had all intentions of buying it last year...)

Adventures on the Train, pt 3

I brought a book with me on Friday, so you probably noticed that there were few updates. Well, I've just about finished that book, so I figure I'll write something in my blog to help save what is left of my book for the trip home.
But anyway.
There was still little work to do up to Friday, so my boss assigned me with "prep" work. This is more complex than what I was doing before, and there are more decisions that need to be made, as well as more training.
This should be fine. Except the person that input the data that I'm working with was a fucking monkey. There are soooo many errors and inconsistencies that it's going to take me all of this week (and maybe part of next) to find and correct them all. To exemplify how many errors there are, the error report was 24 pages long. Gaybo.
I'm not sure I have a strong enough concept of our data to be making the kind of decisions that need to be made in doing this, so I'll still be hassling my trainers for info on best practice. In a couple of weeks I should be comfortable enough with my own decisions though.
Also, our new manager wants us to start working a minimum 40 hour week (whereas before it was a maximum 40 hour week). I'll be happy for the money, but I'll have to start getting into work earlier. About 8:30am should be early enough.
Went up to the Hunter this weekend for a haircut. I like it. Feels better to have shorter hair again.
I also tried the mentos and diet coke experiment with Peter. Fun. We decided that it would be awesome that next time one of Peter's friends is drinking diet coke, he should tell them to try a "mint swirler" by dropping a mentos into it - also telling them that it is tasty as. Obviously he'd have to stand back. Awesome.
So yeah. Work yesterday was really just error checking and hassling Lex for info on how to fix the errors. Work today will be much the same.
"Next stop Strathfield. Stand clear, doors closing."

Listening to: Faith No More - Angeldust (hey, what's that FNM song that ends with Mike Patton screaming "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" [notice the pause between the "Helps"] I'm pretty sure it's off of Album of the Year. Comment me the answer [this is actually just a ploy to get you people to start leaving comments]).
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Simple Weekend

Soooo the weekend...
I was meant to stay up at the Hunter this weekend to help clean it up. I was booked in for a hair cut on Fri, so went up with the Fam (minus Alex) on Thurs night. Was cool to have Pete (younger brother) come up.
Had my haircut on Fri - I was disappointed as it wasn't as short as I wanted, but it's grown on me since, and I think I like it now), and also got a message from Tristan hoping to do something that night. Later received one from Jon saying he was holding a BBQ/video night. Darn. I like those nights.
Turns out Peter was invited to go out that night, so would be heading down to Sydney... meaning I could get a lift. Sick. Sorry Mum, I'm off to Sydney!
So rocked up at Jon's about 7pm (apparently early), bringing that bottle of JB that Mark gave me for Christmas... don't like Bourbon that much.
Brendan, Leanne, Boggle and Tristan all arrived shortly after me, and we all started drinkin. We shortly lost interest in cooking on the BBQ, and ordered pizza instead. Then drank more.
I had brought down my car stereo (that I bought for my EH about 3 years ago and have not yet installed) for Tristan, and he installed that into his car (he lent his stereo to his girlfriend). I bought it second hand off of ebay, and hadn't yet tested if it worked, so I was stoked to find out it did. And that it looked good too.
Soooo we drank some more (I opened and stuck into my bourbon), and then Jon brought out the weed I gave him like 6 months ago. A good idea indeed.
Most everyone had left by then... it was just Boggle, Jon, Luke (Luke is Jon's brother), and I now. So we rolled a spliff and Jon and I shared it. I like getting stoned after a night on the turps. I think it's the very best time to do it. So we got the idea that heading to McDonalds would be a tip-top thing to do (see post below).
So we all clambered into Luke's car (he'd not had a thing to drink/smoke all night), and drove up to the 24hr McDonalds at Thornleigh (nearby). We arrived in bare feet (except Jon, who was wearing Ugg Boots), me also borrowing Jon's badged-up, stoner army jacket. We must have looked exceptional. We were also carrying beers. Or at least I was, I don't really remember...
So we ordered our food, and due to the new frsh-menu thingy, there was a wait. We all talked rather loudly while waiting for the food, and Luke pointed out my fucked up feet. I bent over to show him the scars around my nails, and forgot I was holding a beer and poured it all over the floor. It took me a moment to realise what was happening. We all burst into laughter (Jon and I especially). These people sitting at a table behind us (who had apparently been taking interest in us for some time) asked us rather loudly if we were stoned. I think Jon said "what?" and looked at them, and they went quiet. Then we all burst into laughter again. Hysterically. Our food arrived and we laughed as we ate it. Boggle threw his McChicken box at Jon, and left a nasty Mayonnaise stain on the seat. Of course we laughed at that too. We also took a photo. As we walked outside, the people that asked us our state of mind we in their car and saw us walking out. They asked us if they could buy some grass off of us (as a joke I think... I don't think it's a very clever one), and I told them that they had a cup on their roof (they did!) the driver sped off in order to knock it off. So I walked up and put my cup on their roof, and they drove off. This was hilarious I assure you.
We went back to Jon's and I think we watched a video. I don't remember.
Next day we got up late and cooked a BBQ breakfast at about 1:30pm. The lady that served us at Woolworths (we were buying bacon) thought we were something else for having breakfast so late.
Boggle, Jon, Luke and I bummed around (we were planning on going to that Viking Exhibition, but didn't have time). Luke had to go to work (he works at Dr What videos in Bondi), so we gave him a list of videos to bring home, including Cannibal! The Musical, Debbie Class of '88 (arguably the worlds funniest porno), Sharon's Sex Party (The porno that Mr. Bungle sampled)... I think that's it.
He couldn't find Sharon's Sex Party, but found Debbie (I've been looking for that since I lost it in year 10!) and Cannibal. Sick. He also brought home Sorority Babes in the Slimeball-o-rama (or something similar) which was a horror spoof. We watched Debbie first. The version we all saw in Year 10 was the X-rated version, this one was the R-Rated version and had some very funny editing in it... The running time was stated as 83 minutes, but the after-editing run time was actually on 43 minutes. It doesn't really matter though, we hired it for the dialogue, not the porn. No, seriously. Back in year 10 we used to fast-forward the porn because the dialogue was so funny.
Anyway. After that we watched the Sorority Babes movie. It was pretty funny. Not too bad, but I'll probably never bother watching it again.
We started watching Fire in the Sky but we were all buggered and gradually all went to bed. Me last. I turned off the movie just before it turned creepy. I probably should have just finished watching it, coz I finished watching it the next day and it was over very quickly and the mood was destroyed. Anyway.
Next day we watched Cannibal! The Musical (it's been far too long since we last watched that...). Boggle left after that.
Jon and I fucked around until his driving lesson, then I watched Family guy with Luke until Mum arrived and we headed home. Peter and Mum argued as always when he's tired (and he was very tired...), and I set up the new wireless router. Learnt some new stuff about WiFi...
Anyway. That was my weekend. Good. Cheap. Very enjoyable.

Listening to: Mr Bungle - Mr Bungle (album).

'sbinawhile

Hmmm. So what's happened since last blog?
Not much really.
Worked a bit last week, and got paid too much (a good thing really). Went out to dinner with Alex, Ally and Mum to a wonderfully tasty Chinese Restaurant in Thornleigh.
Ummm. What else...?
Mum and Pete argued, but that happens every week.
I bought Pink Floyd's Meddle for $10. Bargain, and a top album, albeit short (but that's the way albums were back then).
Had a haircut on Friday. Above the collar now. Much neater/nicer (as much as I loathe the word "nice"). Pete had his done at the same time, despite him having a shaved head (number II length maybe?), he had it roughed up a bit, but the lady didn't charge him. "The Lady" I mention is Kate, a wonderfully entertaining hairdresser, that is sadly leaving the salon. Bummer. She is managing a candy shop that is opening only a few meters away. Sweet (hahaha sweet...).
Saturday night I went for a BBQ at one of Tristan's mates house (ok, don't know how the grammar should be in that situation... forgive me). Was a good night; good people, good beer and good food. What else could I ask for? A blowjob maybe... I couldn't help but say that. Sorry.
At the moment I am making my well-overdue CDs for Helen (they are part of her birthday package. Her birthday was in the beginning of October.... Sorry Helen. I mean well). I've compiled some of my very favourite songs and stuck them across 5 or 6 CDs. I'm still putting them all in order, but I'm up to CD #3. My brain's a bit mushy from it all. They should turn out well however. I'm looking forward to completing them.
My first Nintendo DS game (Marioland DS) arrived last week too. It's pretty weird controlling with the touch-pad, but I'm getting used to it, and the mini-games are kickass. The game itself is good too.
My Lateralus vinyl also arrived. Looks sssschmick. Picture discs. Really thick picture discs. Kickass.
Oh, and today my art arrived. I bought some original art off of a guy in Canada called Craig Peterson. Check him out:
http://www.capka.org/
Funnily enough, the stuff on the website looks nothing like he stuff I bought off of him. The stuff I bought is more Gris Grimly style. Kickass. Ok, I've said that too much for one post.
And that might be it. It's certainly all I can think of.
So, until next time. Keep it smoooove.

Listening to: Ocean Machine - Life (from the compilation I am making Helen)