Chuck Norris rules.

When Chuck Norris has sex with a man, it is not because he is gay, but because he has run out of women.

Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.

If you ask Chuck Norris what time it is, he always says, "Two seconds till." After you ask, "Two seconds till what?" he roundhouse kicks you in the face.

Chuck Norris uses ribbed condoms inside out, so he gets the pleasure.

Since 1940, the year Chuck Norris was born, roundhouse kick related deaths have increased 13,000 percent.

There are no disabled people. Only people who have met Chuck Norris.

There is no chin behind Chuck Norris' beard. There is only another fist.

It was once believed that Chuck Norris actually lost a fight to a pirate, but that is a lie, created by Chuck Norris himself to lure more pirates to him.

Chuck Norris once lined up to kick the winning field goal of a high school football game. When the football went flat, he persuaded the referees to let him kick the field goal with a 3 month old child. Chuck roundhouse kicked the baby 60 yards through the uprights and then proceeded to bang every girl in the stadium.

When Chuck Norris's wife burned the turkey one Thanksgiving, Chuck said, "Don't worry about it honey," and went into his backyard. He came back five minutes later with a live turkey, ate it whole, and when he threw it up a few seconds later it was fully cooked and came with cranberry sauce. When his wife asked him how he had done it, he gave her a roundhouse kick to the face and said, "Never question Chuck Norris."

Those aren't credits that roll after Walker Texas Ranger; it is actually a list of people that Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked in the face that day.

If you unscramble the letters in "Chuck Norris" you get "Huck corn, sir." That is why every fall, Chuck travels to Nebraska and burns the entire state down.

Chuck Norris' tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried.

Chuck Norris once roundhouse kicked someone so hard that his foot broke the speed of light, went back in time, and killed Amelia Earhart while she was flying over the Pacific Ocean .

Chuck Norris does not have AIDS but he gives it to people anyway.

Rather than being birthed like a normal child, Chuck Norris instead decided to punch his way out of his mother's womb. Shortly thereafter he grew a beard.

When Chuck Norris plays Oregon Trail his family does not die from cholera or dysentery, but rather roundhouse kicks to the face. He also requires no wagon, since he carries the oxen, axels, and buffalo meat on his back. He always makes it to Oregon before you.

Chuck Norris built a time machine and went back in time to stop the JFK assassination. As Oswald shot, Chuck met all three bullets with his beard, deflecting them. JFK's head exploded out of sheer amazement.

Chuck Norris sold his soul to the devil for his rugged good looks and unparalleled martial arts ability. Shortly after the transaction was finalized, Chuck roundhouse kicked the devil in the face and took his soul back. The devil, who appreciates irony, couldn't stay mad and admitted he should have seen it coming. They now play poker every second Wednesday of the month.

A man once asked Chuck Norris if his real name is "Charles". Chuck Norris did not respond, he simply stared at him until he exploded.

Chuck Norris recently had the idea to sell his urine as a canned beverage. We know this beverage as Red Bull.

Chuck Norris can make a woman climax by simply pointing at her and saying "booya".

Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.

Chuck Norris once shot a German plane down with his finger, by yelling "Bang!"

The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain.

After much debate, President Truman decided to drop the atomic bomb on Hiroshima rather than the alternative of sending Chuck Norris. His reasoning? It was more "humane".

Chuck Norris often asks people to pull his finger. When they do, he roundhouses them in the abdomen. Then he farts.

Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.

If you can see Chuck Norris, he can see you. If you can't see Chuck Norris you may be only seconds away from death.

One of the greatest cover-ups of the last century was the fact that Hitler did not commit suicide in his bunker, but was in fact tea-bagged to death by Chuck Norris.

Chuck Norris took my virginity, and he will sure as hell take yours. If you're thinking to yourself, "That's impossible, I already lost my virginity." then you are dead wrong.

Chuck Norris uses a live rattle snake for a condom.

Aliens do exist. They're just waiting for Chuck Norris to die before they attack.

Once Chuck Norris was knighted by the queen of England . When the queen was performing the ceremony, Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked her in the face and stole her tiara. He now wears it when he plays polo with Prince Charles every Thursday as a reminder.

Chuck Norris's girlfriend once asked him how much wood a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood. He then shouted, "HOW DARE YOU RHYME IN THE PRESENCE OF CHUCK NORRIS!" and ripped out her throat. Holding his girlfriend's bloody throat in his hand he bellowed, "Don't f--k with Chuck!"
Two years and five months later he realized the irony of this statement and laughed so hard that anyone within a hundred mile radius of the blast went deaf.

Chuck Norris appeared in the "Street Fighter II" video game, but was removed by Beta Testers because every button caused him to do a roundhouse kick. When asked bout this "glitch," Norris replied, "That's no glitch."

Sir Noblogalot

Sooo I've not been posting lately, have I?
Yeah, well, I haven't been that enthused by it.
Work's been good lately, I've been a little bored, but it's been good.
I went to the Blue Mountains yesterday to help an operator with their maps, so that was cool. Went with Chris (whose party it was on Sat night), so it was good to talk with him (he's a sound engineer, and the party was held at his studio)... I'm kinda wishing that I'd done something more to do with music with my career now... not that it's really too late. We'll see what happens later in life.
I've now officially moved into West Ryde... however, I don't yet have all my stuff. Soon. Soon.
Yeah... what else?
Accompanied Boggle, Brendan and Jon to the airport today to pick Helen up... we were an hour late, but so was she, so it worked out very well. I also ran into Briony there; she'd just got back from Japan. Woulda been cool. I should try and see her more often.
So yes. As I'm now moved into West Ryde, it means that I don't have the internet at home, so all those myspace comments will be left all alone for some time. I still check my email at work though, so you can still contact me through that. I'll look into getting the net soon.
And yes. That's all I can be bothered typing right now. I've actually felt rather lethargic of late; I don't really know why. Lethargy leading to apathy.
Blargh.

Drugs are bad, mmmkay

The weekend was tops. Super tops. Well, Friday was... and Saturday should have been... but I'll get to that in a moment.
Friday night started the usual way, with drinks at Sweeny's after work, only this time Leanne came along. It was the last day for the two Americans at work - Zach & David - so we were all expected to go out for drinks, however, I had a concert to go to with Jon, Boggle and Leanne. Jon and Boggle had plans up until about 8pm, but Leanne decided to meet me after work for a few drinks with my work mates. It was good (especially as I didn't get as drunk as I did the week before...). We left Sweeny's at about 7pm maybe, and had all intentions of going to the Belgian Beer Cafe for dinner... kangaroo to be precise. However when we arrived there, they informed us that there were no tables until 9:30pm... crikey. So we had a beer each (Leanne and I had a Hoegarden... yummy), and decided to head down to the Australian because we heard that they had kangaroo steaks there. It, too, was full.
So we headed toward Lord Nelsons on the rumour that there was a restaurant near there that served kangaroo steaks. I'm not sure if they ever found that restaurant, because on the way I ran into my year 12 Earth & Environmental Science teacher (and favourite teacher at Turramurra High), Mr (Steve) Brompton. So I talked with him for some time, and lost my workmates in the process. So when I was done talking with him, Leanne and I headed over to Lord Nelson's to find them. They'd been trying to call me, but my phone battery had died earlier... "I need a new battery, do you hear me, a new battery!" (3 points for whom can tell me the reference)
We saw them as soon as we walked in, so that was good.
BUT! Terror strikes! All was not wonderful on the Lord Nelson front! They weren't brewing Nelson's Blood! Nooooo!!! So I settled for an Old Admiral... but check this out... they now sell Old Admiral and 3 Sheets in bottles! So we can drink it at home! wupee! Boggle met us there before we'd finished our first pint, but time was getting away from us, so we couldn't linger... of course there was time for Boggle to have his first pint, but we left when he was done, and headed down to The Metro to meet Jon.
We arrived at about the same time, and headed straight in (or did we go to McDonalds... I don't remember, and it doesn't matter...). The time was about 9pm maybe... maybe 9:30pm. Point is that despite us arriving late, we still caught the opening band, Watussi. I'd never heard of them, but they sounded a little like a Cuban Rage Against The Machine... well they were more cuban funk than metal, but the lead singer did sound like Zach from RATM. And they were fucking awesome. Fucking awesome. Go check them out:
http://www.triplejunearthed.com/watussi
You can download some tracks from there... if you like what you hear, make sure you vote, and why not check them out at the Newtown RSL on Sat 2nd Dec... it'll be the very last gig plaed @Newtown Level 2, so it'll be historic too (@Newtown is moving). I have a work party that night, so I'm not sure I can make it. But, then again, the work party is in Newtown... so we'll see.
Anyways. They kicked ass. Serious mule.
The main act, The Black Seeds, was fucking cool aswell, but much lower energy than Watussi, but that is no criticism, they were tops... and reggae just makes me wanna dance. So I went off. Fucking great fun. Fucking great fun.
Didn't linger too long afterward, Jon and Boggle grabbed a beer, but I was spent. We all crashed at Jon's place (bless you and your wonderful home, Jon), and were ready for a Saturday of fun and excitement.
Saturday was The Porkers concert that I was planning to go to, but it was also the Propellerheads DJ set that I was also wanting to go to.
I checked my voicemail messages, and on them was a very enthusiastic Mike (S) telling me how pumped he was for the Propellerheads gig, and that Renata would come too. Renata! I don't think I've seen Renata since Mike's 21st! And then he said that he can get soem gear for us too. So I was suddenly more keen to go to The Propellerheads. First, I should clarify... I was a little wary as it was only one of the Propellerheads, and it was only a DJ set. But I figured the tunes would be good, and the drugs would make me want to dance anyhow.
So I arranged it for Leanne and I to go and to take drugs. Boggle and Jon were still going to go to the Porkers concert. Good; I didn't want them to miss it.
The arrangements were made to meet Mike at Town Hall at 8:30pm, and I went over to Brendan and Leanne's house for dinner and company.
We thought we were going to go to the Thai restaurant on Victoria Rd, but it was packed out, so we walked down the street a wee bit and found a Singaporian (sp?) Restaurant (or eatery, rather) that had tables free. Man, it was TAAASTYYY, and the guy there was really friendly, which is always a bonus. So I think I'll definately be going back. The guy even brought out this special chilli sauce for my chicken rice, you squeeze lime over it. It was fucking tasty (mainly due to the lime, but there was also an underlying spice in it which tasted great), and hot enough to give me my chilli fix. Ooooh I liked that stuff. I want to go back there. And it was cheap too!
But they were busy, and the food took a while to arrive, so Leanne and I didn't get to Town Hall until just after 9pm. Sorry Mike.
We were to meet Renata at the Civic before heading to EQ, but there was a big badass line out the front, so we didn't bother going in. One of the first things Renata said to me was that I had cut my hair, so it really has been a while since I saw her...
It started out a great night! We were all excited, we were all happy, we were all talking. It was great. Leanne and I started off with a Jagerbomb (fun!), then I followed with a St Arnou Cloud, and it was with that drink that we all dropped. We then headed upstairs to where the set was to be played.
Dead. Almost noone there, and certainly noone dancing, but it was early so we found a bed (they had beds to sit on!) and talked excitedly. It was really good. But loud. Too loud. We ordered more drinks (too embarrassing to list here) and sipped them and waited for the drugs to kick in. We were all happy and enthusiastic and excited, so we ordered another drink. The drugs had begun to kick in by now, so we all became happier, more enthusiastic and more excited. Leanne went to the bathroom (where it was much quieter), and upon return realised just how loud the club was, and became uncomfortable. And sick. At least that's what I think happened. She couldn't stay out of the bathroom for too long before freaking out, so she went back in and stayed there. I sent Renata in to look after her, and they had an enjoyable time talking, but she was still unable to leave.
So I tried to have a good time, but found I was too worried to dance, and found I just couldn't find my rythm. Mike and I went out to the floor eventually (when it began to fill up), but I just couldn't feel it. Probably because I was worrying.
At 1am the DJ from the Propellerheads came on, and started with "Take California" Mike and I danced, and Renata came out to join us too, but Leanne didn't. And I still couldn't really feel it. So I thought I should leave with Leanne. I mean, I wasn't enjoying it, and she wasn't, so I was messaging her, telling her we shoudl go, when Renata asked me to go see Leanne anyway. So I did, and we left.
So it has been officially decided. I now have such a good time dancing to good music, that drugs can no longer equal the fun I have when I enjoy the music and dance to it on my own accord. What's a little worse, is I dropped my second pill just before we deciced to leave the club (in a last ditch effort to make me positive about the experience). So Leanne and I left and headed to Hyde park to waste a few hours talking (I love talking when I'm high... in fact, it's one of my favourite parts of getting high). We were sitting there when my second kicked in... kinda wish I hadn't taken it.
Huh, funny thing. When I gave Mike his second pill, I gave it to him wrapped in foil, but he didn't notice that and just swallowed it when I gave it to him. I'm like "dude, that had foil on it." He froze, a shocked expression on his face and said "serious?"
Funny.
Me not wanting to be outdone by him, when I went to the bathroom to take my second one, I put it in my mouth, held my gum in place with my tongue and swallowed. Oh, wait. I was actually holding the pill with my tongue, and just swallowed my gum... woops. Man, we rule.
So yes. It was actually the drugs that ruined Saturday. so I don't think I'm going to take e again, at least not for a long while. I think it was realised mainly because Friday was so fucking awesome, I danced like a crazy person, and I didn't even take any drugs. And the Saturday was the night I planned to dance, I took the drugs, and I just couldn't dance, I was worried about Leanne, and it was generally uncomfortable. So fuck 'em. The fact that they cost $60 also pisses me off. So yes, Saturday was so much crappier than I wanted it to be. At least Renata and Mike had a good night (I told them to call me when they left; they left early too, but to go to a better club... I haven't talked to Mike since the night, but I'm keen to find out what the rest of his night was like).
So Leanne and I ended up going back to Jon's by 4:30am. Noone was home, so I figured that Jon and Boggle had stayed at his friends house (whose name I don't know how to spell). But at about 9am, I hear them come home. What the? We're the ones who took drugs, and they're the ones coming home at 9am. Damn, must have been a good night. So I get up to go to the toilet and talk to them, and they tell me all about it. It sounded like a fantastic fucking night. Yet another testatment to how drugs are so fucking unnecessary when the music is good. 9am! What a great night it must have been! And Boggle was stoked! His lucky underpants really work! He had a great weekend, and ended up mackin with his friend (whose name I can't spell). She's totally hot, too. So congrats to Boggle for all that he acheived on the weekend too...
So I'm now thinking that drugs aren't all that they promised to be. But I still want to try acid, but I'm not so sure Leanne should. So I'll probably just do it with Mike, Renata and Denise. I'll see if Alex wants to come up too. I still want to take it at the Wollombi house, so I'd best arrange it soon...
This morning I received the moshtix newsletter, and whatdoyouknow, the Porkers are playing this Friday at Manly Fishos... so maybe we should go to that...
Work is slow. We are in one of our stagnant periods, and I thought I'd waste a bit of time writing this post, and it seems that I wasted alot of time doing it (I started at 8:30am, and finished at about 10:15am). I better hassle Matt about giving me the work that I need.
Ok peeps, I think that's it.
Wait, no it isn't! I have a Lyrics Born concert tonight! I forgot to tell you that! So Alex is gonna come along to that, and so is my usualy concert bussy, Leanne. So that'll be super cool.
Ok, that's definately it (well, at least all that I can remember at this time).
Later!

Listening to: ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead - Source Tags and Codes (album... I bought this one in America, and am only really just now getting into it... sad).

Upright citizen

Sorry that I haven't been regularly updating this sucker... I guess I'm losing interest. I'll try harder in future, I promise.
The weekend.
Friday afternoon was time for the regular work drinks at Sweeny's, only this time Boggle, Tristan and Ross came along. I got drunk.
Like really drunk. Embarrassingly so. I didn't drink that much, like only 5 pints and a scotch maybe... maybe even 4 pints... but I was wrecked. I guess it was because I hadn't eaten that much... but I didn't eat that little either... so yeah. I got drunk. I ended up staying till 11:30pm maybe, and then had to go home... I was just too drunk to hang around.
We had plans on only having a few drinks (as Ross and Tristan had things to do Saturday morning), and Boggle and I were going to head back to Ryde Eastwood Leagues for cheap drinks (I was tight that week...) and to watch that crazy Asian lady dance... needless to say, that didn't happen. So I feel a little bad about that coz we were going to meet Jon there too... so Jon ended up not going out... sorry man.
So I got home at about 12:30am maybe, talked with Jon for a bit, and went to sleep. Delicious sleep. The next day I was to meet up with Mum and Pete for a day of activity (including looking at cars for Mum). It was nice, and I ended up staying for dinner with Mum too, as Leanne was near enough to pick me up from there (she'd spent the day down south with Jill)... but we had to go back to Jon's first as I didn't have shoes or pants... that sounds bad... I thought I'd get into the summer vibe and wear shorts and thongs. The only shorts I had were board shorts, and my thongs broke when I was out that day (not even a year old!). So that sucked. So we went back to Jon's, and we ended up putting on the Underworld Live DVD, and getting our funk on. By the time we'd done all that, the party at West Ryde had already near enough to died, so we just stayed at Jon's... sorry guys. Wow, so many apologies this post.
So I need to get me some new thongs... or do I? I do have a spare pair up at the Hunter... and it won't be long until I no longer have the Hunter... so maybe I'll just use them. Or maybe I won't. Who knows. What a wild and unpredictable world we live in.
Sunday was most definately a beach day. Leanne, Jon and I headed up to Pennant Hills for breakfast. Mmmm... not healthy breakfasts.
Jon didn't want to go to the beach, so Leanne and I headed over to West Ryde to pick up Brendan and Boggle. We decided to go to North Avoca. A trip to the beach was just what the weekend needed. It was awesome. I love summer... don't get me wrong, I love winter too... but
summer is kickass. And so is the beach.
In true beah tradition, we decided to go get some burgers/fish n chips. Man. Big fuggen burgers, $8 big to be precise. I woudl have been happier with BBQ sauce, but they were still good burgers. Nice soft buns (ooooh sexual), runny egg (awesome), tasty patty... anyway, I'm sure you get the picture... they were good. And for no real reason, they came wrapped in aluminium foil, which was a whole new level of burger fun.
I didn't really get burnt, except for the passenger arm.. ah, good ole passenger arm. A testament to my loser-ness.
And both Monday and Tuesday I worked.
Did I tell you that I'm growing a moustache for movember? I started late (the 9th), but Ben, Josh, Zach and I are keen to do it. There was a guy up on level 20 that's doing it, and he inspired us. We didn't set up a donation account (which defeats the purpose of doing it), so I was going to post the link to the level 20 guy to rally support... but I don't know his link. Maybe I'll post it tomorrow.
This weekend is the TZU and Porkers concerts... unfortunately it's also the High School reunion and the Propellerheads concerts too... I've already made my decision though; two nights at the Annandale Hotel. TZU and the Porkers it shall be. And it shall be awesome too. Stoked. I love live music.
And, with that, I shall leave you.
Have fun people.

Listening to: ...and you will know us by the Trail of Dead - Source Tags & Codes

Friday afternoon

It's a funny time in the office, Friday afternoons... I wouldn't describe them as productive. Everyone is eager to just knock off and have a beer... I'm actually meant to knock off at 5:15pm today (as to make up my 40 hour week), but as everyone will be knocking off at 5pm to go to the pub, I imagine I will be too.
So I'm far too focussed on a cold beer to even consider working at the moment. Besides, I need to print something, and last I checked the printer was out of action... so, what can I do?
So I sit here, eager to leave, listening to Opeth (I fucken love metal), waiting for 5pm.
SOLO!
DOUBLE KICKS!
ROOOAAARR!!!
Metal is my friend.

Stoopid email

So the other day I wrote a post on the train and emailed it to Blogger. It still hasn't appeared. So that sucks.
There is a post saved in my draft folder that is an attempt to catch up on what I missed, but I don't know if I can be bothered typing up something that happened so long ago now... I probably should. I mean, what else am I going to do?
I just finished a task at work, and I'm currently kicking back and relaxing until someone tells me that I should be doing something... so maybe I should do that post now.
Anyways.

Listening to: Elvis Presley - Always on my Mind (Beautiful)

Ketchup

(Get it? Catch up... not funny)
I'm waiting for Matt to get back from Lunch so that I can get him to export me something... so in the meantime I thought I'd put a post up.
Sooooo.... where were we?
Ummm...
Uhhh...
Gimme a sec. I'll go check.
Wow. Nat's BBQ. Well, it was awesome. Nat drank (he rarely does), and was a funny bastard because of that (not that he isn't funny otherwise). Alas, it's been so long, I can't really be bothered typing all the details...
CANDIED DUMMIES!
The week after that... hmmm, let me think. I don't really think it was that eventful. I don't really remember it, so it mustn't have been.
So, onto last weekend.
Went dancin' on Friday night with Leanne. Was good fun. My faith in "e" is still slipping though... so maybe next time I'll just do speed (cheaper, less consuming) and see what that's like. Ended up crashing at one of Leanne's friend's houses... and was dropped back in the city early afternoon. Got something to eat, and headed back to Jon's for a nap.
That evening we (Jon, Alex, Leanne and I) were to go to a Butterfingers concert... Butterfingers are awesome. This time, however, was less so. For no fucking good reason the prick of a bouncer didn't let Alex in. He said he was drunk. What a fucking faggot bouncer. Alex hadn't touched a thing al day. I asked to do a breath test. They said no. I argued with them, they still said no. I wish I had remembered when I was arguing with them so I could have brought it up, but I completely forgot; Alex started work at 5:30am that morning... of course he looked fuckingn tired! You fucking faggot wanker! It ruined the whole fucking night (weekend even). I want to write a letter of complaint, and I'm certainly not fucking going back there for a gig. Fucking pricks. Blue King Brown are playing there this week, and they can get fucked if they think I'm going to pay for a ticket that doesn't even guarantee entry. Fucking wankers.
Anyway.
The next day we all (Jon, Leanne and I) met up with Brendan and Boggle to go see The Wrong Man. It was fucken cool. Fucken cool. A bit over-explanatory in parts, but in other parts I was thankful for it. Recommended. Definately recommended.
And then I worked all week.
I didn't end up getting that Cradle of Filth album last night (see the phantom email post...), so I'm hoping to get it next week some time. I did get Mum to bring down my homebrew kit, so I'm keen to get a brew going so that it will be ready before Jon leaves, and hopefully while Helen is still here.
Hmmmmmm yes... don't really know what else to say... kinda out of the writing mood, being at work and all...

Listening to: Cradle of Filth - Vempire (Album... or Ep... or whatever)

Updates

So I've been a slack motherfucker, haven't I?
Maybe I'll type an update tonight. Maybe.

Listening to: Strapping Young Lad - The New Black (album)
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Long time

Been a while, eh?
You probably could have guessed that I finally (what's so final about it?) remembered to bring my book. So my morning commute has been spent reading it, rather than posting a blog.
Anyways.
I'm pretty confident that the last thing I left you with was the Presidents concert. Pretty confident. How long ago was that? 1 week 4 days. I bet you've been lonely without a post for so long!
I don't really remember anything spectacular about the week after the Presidents, so I'll start with the weekend following (aka last weekend).
The weekend had been nominated as a "weekend of international festivities." Friday was a Southern Night, celebrated with Kentucky Fried Chicken (predictive text insists on the much less appetising Kentucky Dried Chicken), Southern Comfort and Coke (which was actually rather tasty), and the movie The Ladykillers (another wonderful Cohen Brothers film).
Saturday was celebrated with a trip to Ikea, in recognition of Sweden's recent performance in the "least corrupt countries" list. I might add that we also celebrated this with a plate of meatballs. Ikea is... odd. I can understand their crappilly made cheap stuff, but even their expensive stuff is crappilly made. What's the deal with that? Chipboard? Get over it Sweden. Or at least use the high grade stuff. Losers. And your meatballs were SUB-PAR!
For dinner, we decided to celebrate Australia's proud American heritage by going to the Outback Steakhouse in North Strathfield. I'd been to the one in Parklea before (for Pete's 19th) and thought it only average. On Saturday it was AWESOME. Most of us (us being Jon, Boggle, Brendan, Leanne and I) ordered the ribs, but Brendan got a Big Bugger Burger. We were all fucken stoked with our meals. They were the most tender ribs I've ever had; you didn't need a knife! You could just pull them apart as if they were perforated! Awesome! And the Bloomin Onion was awesome too. Oh man, I've just made myself hungry. Best part was that it only cost like $30 inc entree and a 650mL beer. Fucken A.
Sunday was Nat's annual birthday BBQ, but that story will have to wait as I just arrived at Town Hall.

Listening to: Melvins (Their directory on random)
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Goth power

Wow. I'm REALLY liking Cradle of Filth lately. REALLY liking them.
You can call me Faerie Corpse from now on.
If you want me, I'll be in my room writing poetry. Just don't turn the light on if you come in, the light unbalances my fragile existence. Etc etc. I'm sure you get the idea.
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Dollar Bills

Ah dammit! I just checked my statement. I DID get $100 out at Kitchener. Ah nuts. That means I spent about $130-150 at Pubfest. I knew $50 was way too cheap.
Dammit.
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Back to the weekend

Now, where was I?
Did I finish telling you about Pubfest? I don't know, and I can't hear you. Gimme a second and I'll go check my sent folder. Be back in a jiffy. You won't even know I'd left.
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Back now.
Ok, so Mike, Pete and I had just been taken away from shots at the bar. We them all piled on to the bus to go to Kitchener (I think). Wow. What a shithole. We stayed there for one drink. Ah dammit. I remember at ATM. I hope I didn't get money out. I thought I'd only spent about $50. I'd better go check my statement.
Anyway. That Pub sucked, and the barkeep looked like a mouse. We didn't stay long, and as a present for Pete I stole a XXXX sign for him. We all hopped on the next bus which was to take us back to Bellbird. The bus trip was so much fucking fun. We were all crazy, Peter especially. Man. Some awesome fucking photos there. I'll upload them for all of those that never saw them.
Bellbird was awesome. It was this part of the night where my memory starts to fail me. I remember buying drinks. I remember knocking my beer over. I remember grabbing Leanne's camera and taking photos of everyone under the guise of being a press photographer (I'm not sure anyone believed me). I remember buying a guy a drink because he posed for the photo. I don't remember anything else (except for the guy threatening me not to put his photo on the 'net that is). Looking through the photos afterward, it looks as if we were all having an awesome time. I don't know how long we stayed there, but as is expected, we did eventually go home. We patted the horse when we got back, but I don't know why. I remember putting on the Hybrid DVD, and getting funky. I also remember putting on some music and dancing like crazy... but I don't remember what it was. Actually, my calves are still a little sore from that. I remember having Tequila, lime and lemonade with Mike, and thinking that it was alright (probably the strongest sign that I was gawn). I remember having to sleep in Peter's shitty old bed because Alex and Ally were in mine. I remember blabbing on about the music I was listening to in bed to Leanne. And I remember waking up and not being able to sleep for hours because of all the sugar in my blood (or at least that's what I assume it was).
I slept in the next day. Breakfast was a rissole that had been cooked a few hours before.
Mike had to leave by about midday to go do some work for Renata, so he missed out on the photo viewing. That was an experience. Pete has already done the good thing and uploaded some to his myspace page (go check them out. He's in my top 12 friends list).
The remainder of us piled into Leanne's car to go home via Windarra Winery (I really like that place).
We couldn't really linger, as Leanne and I had a concert to go to (Jon hadn't yet bought a ticket). So we had a FnC lunch (Kath n Kim reference) in C-town, and headed down to Sydney. Smooth run, but the Cessnock exit is such a boring drive. We got to Sydney with only enough time to get a half hour nap in before we had to nick off to the concert.
I haven't even mentione what concert it is, have I? It was The Presidents of The United States of America, and it was fucken awesome. Unfortunately, there was a bit of confusion regarding the availability of tickets, so Jon didn't get to go (bummed). Leanne and I were to meet Ross and Tristan in there (Ross had just come back from NZ, and Tristan had picked him up from the airport). We missed a train, so Leanne and I were a little later than intended, but we missed nothing. The opening band were energetic but average. 20 (or even 30) years ago they would have been something interesting, but their music just came off as old hat. However, the Presidents were fucking super mega kickass, and we had a fucking great spot to see it all too. I've never seen a crowd sing as loudly and consistently as at that concert (well, one exception; Coldplay's "Yellow" at BDO 01). It was awesome. The crowd were just loving it, and what just made it that much better was that the band seemed to be loving it too! Yeah man. It was super kickass!
Exhausted we headed back home.
What a weekend!

Listening to: Cradle of Filth - Nymphetamine (album) Goth power!
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RSS

Hi there. Quick update coz I'm bored (I'll see if I can type up the final half of my weekend update tonight, but my new HDD for my iriver arrived yesterday, so the installation of that is getting the priority...).
But anyway.
I just thought I'd point out a handy feature of blogger to all of you addicted to my blog.
Did you know that my posts are automatically linked with an RSS feed?
What does that mean? Well, it means you can easily subscribe to my blog and find out when I've updated it! Just use Firefox (or your favourite RSS feed subscribing application)!
So, in Firefox, click on the orange icon that appears in the address bar and it will open up a bookmark dialogue box. I recommend sticking the bookmark in the "Bookmarks toolbar folder" so that you can access it easily. When you click on the new bookmark, a slide menu will open up withg a list of my most recent posts, click on one of them to read it. How easy is that!?

Also, you may like to know that the PBF and spamusement websites also support this wonderful
feature!
Also, also, if you prefer IE, the new IE 7 will support RSS, and the new Yahoo! Mail Beta supports RSS feeds too. Mad fun. That is all.

Listening to: King Crimson - Starless and Bible Black (the classic prog-rock album)

Pubfest

Yes, ladies and otherwise, last weekend was the annual Cessnock Pubfest. Wow. Bleary. Messy. Embarrassing. Above all, awesome. Really, really kickass. Pubfest is a funny thing really. I mean, why is it any different to any day at the pub? The beers are only $3.30 (I swear they used to be $2.50), which isn't really THAT cheap. The music is never THAT good. So the only thing that sets it apart from a normal day at the pub is the buses between the pubs. And guess what, there seems to only be two good pubs on the run anyway. So, why is pubfest so special? Because it's an excuse to get well pissed during the day. And that we did. Well and truly. There were parts of the day that I just don't remember (after having been told of them), so that's a good sign. And also as a positive, it looks as if I didn't do anything I regret (despite being blind) either. Tops!
But let's get down to the details (as this blog also serves the purpose of chronicling all my activities, I add the details for posterity, it's not as if you people don't know most of it already). I digress.
Sad to say that both Boggle and Ross were in positions where they couldn't make it up, so the group this year consisted of Jon, Brendan, Leanne and Mike S. As per usual, Alex and Ally came up too, but this year saw the addition of my younger brother, Pete. It was awesome to go out drinking with him (I don't think I had before; and certainly not to the level of binge that is the Pubfest). He was a fucken cack (i.e. a rather amusing fellow), and all my friends agreed. Man, we got some funny fucking photos. Digital SLRs rule. At one point I was running around saying that I was from the press and just taking photos of everyone in the pub. Hehe. Except one guy, about 5 minutes after I took a photo of someone at his table (or of him... I don't really know) came up to me and threatened me telling me that I better not put that picture on the internet. What the fuck? Does he realise now stupid that is? Does he think that the internet consists of 2 or 3 pages of pictures that people just look at? Would he think that his workmates would find it and laugh at him come Monday? Does he think it diminishes his chance of becoming a lawyer? As if at the job interview they quickly pop onto the net and look at those 3 pages of pictures to see if there's any of him drinking? I don't know what his fucken problem was. So I just said to him "what's the internet" and left when I could. I really fucken wish I knew what he looked like so that I could put his picture up, label him a dork, and even start up a myspace page for him. Fucken dag.
But, I was in such good spirits (or should that be beer-its?) that that didn't even begin to tarnish my mood. All in all it was awesome.
We started at Bellbird (which is one of the two good pubs on the route) at about 2pm, had a few beers (and some lamb and gravy rolls) and caught the bus to Wenty's on Vincent (the other good pub on the route) and had more beer and a game of pool. Pete convinced me to have a go on a pokie with him, and we put in $2 between us, and won $12! So I blew that on a bundy draught each. Pete and I spent most of the time out in the smoking bit just talking shit with Ally. We were collected by everyone else when the bus was about to arrive, but Mike, Pete and I managed to squeeze in 2 more shots (we grabbed a tequila, and the barkeep recommended a pancake, which is a frangelico shot with sugar and lemon). Was pretty good man. Not very manly, but good. We were about to get a more manly shot when someone came and grabbed us. Probably for the best.
Ok, Just got into work, so more later...

Listening to: Strapping Young Lad - The New Black (album)
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Book

God dammit! I forgot to bring a book again!
And I'm all sweaty because I had to run for the train, too.
Stoopid Summer.
At least I've got Mario.
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Forgot my book

I've been meaning to bring a book with me to help with the commuting, and I consistently forget. Dammit.
So it's been a while since I've posted, yeah? No real reason. I spent the weekend up at the Hunter (no PC or phone reception there). Sunday night was the Fat Freddy's Drop concert (which I'll come to in a moment). Monday night was spent at West Ryde (no 'net), and I plumb forgot last night.
So, depending on how bored I feel, and if I can really be bothered, I may or may not fill you in on the details.
Give me a moment to decide.
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Consider yourselves lucky.
So I headed up to the Hunter with Pete on Friday night (Mum was already up there). I haven't been up there for a while, so it was good to see it again. It looks really good. Mum has had some gardners in and they've done a whole heap of work - including grading the driveway. Those of you heading up this weekend for Pubfest will be able to see it. Looks tops. Who is coming up anyway? I'll make some calls tonight.
Saturday actually involved the family going down to Sydney to see Alex's baseball game. The plan was that he and Ally would come up afterward. But Alex decided that he wanted to go to the after game party instead. And seeing that it wasn't Mum's birthday until Monday, Mum said it would be fine. So Mum, Peter and I headed back up and went straight to dinner at the Swill and Grill in Cessnock. Bit of a waste of a day really, considering I had to start heading down to Sydney by about Midday the next day. So, not the most eventful of weekends.
But, Sunday was the Fat Freddy's Drop concert. The original plan was to get some weed before hand, but the rainy weather dampened our enthusiasm (so to speak...). So we (Ross, Jon and I) just went for the usual steak dinner at the Coopers hotel (whose actual name I forget), and had a few beers, and then headed over to the Entertainment Quarter for a few more drinks until the doors to The Forum opened. I'd never been to a concert at The Forum before. I really like it (probably even more than The Metro/Century). The layout is fucking great, and it's still small enough to be intimate (as intimate as a 2000 capacity venue could be). Check it out if you can.
Wow, this post is getting big. The phone is slowing as I type now.
So there were 2 opening bands. One was just two (very attractive) girls on mics MCing to a DJ playing dub reggae. They were good though. But then the next group came on; The Resurrectors. A 9 piece Aussie reggae group (but with members from all over the world), complete with a wheelchair-bound guitarist (and the first fat solo I've heard in a reggae band). Holy shit they went off. So much so that I bought their CD. They were so energetic!
And, despite their energy and enthusiasm, Fat Freddy's Drop didn't disappoint. They were fucken awesome. Over 2 hours of awesome in fact! A really great show. The trombone player was a fucking legend. He was grooving the whole time. Actually grooving is too litte a word. He was FUNKING THE FUCK OUT the whole time. Legend. A really, really good show. We were all struttin our funk (Jon included), along with the entire audience. Fucking kickass. As an example of how awesome it was, I didn't find myself getting restless at all. Usually at concerts by about an hour into the main show, my mind starts wandering, and I can't concentrate on the show too much. I usually start to wish that it would end. Not with Freddy. Was groovin the whole time and lovin it. And the encore when they played Wandering Eye was the appropriate climax that all shows should have (but so often don't). Amazing. I didn't get home until 2am though, and had to work the next day. Crappo. Red Bull is my friend.
Did I tell you about Big Day Out tickets? About how I had to stay up to get them? About how I was worried that something went wrong? Well, it did. I don't have any Big Day Out tickets. And they're now sold out. The only way to get tickets is to put your name down on a ballot form, and they'll randomly draw 500-1000 names per week, and they'll be the lucky ones that are allowed to buy no more than 2 of the last 10,000 tickets. At an inflated price I might add. This whole situation has me so pissed off that I don't really want to type about it. If you ask me about it, I can give you a detailed (and probably offensive) account of it all.
Ben (from work) will probably stay over on Thursday night, as he's heading north on Friday, and wants to leave from the Northside so that he can avoid the city.
I'm also getting paid this week, but not too much, as I only worked 68 hours this fortnight (compared to the usual 80). Lame.
Would you look at that; it's time to change trains.
Later!

Listening to: Megadeth - Sweating Bullets
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No tickets?

Looks like BDO decided not to charge me for the tickets... So I don't know if I actually have tickets.
Fuck.
So here's a copy of the email I sent them (as it gives a better outline of what happened)
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Hi there!
Early this morning I purchased 3x tickets to the Sydney Big Day Out, and was a little concerned that I had not been charged for them (but as the website said that it could take some time, I thought I'd leave it in your hands).
However, a few moments ago, my brother asked if I could also purchase him a ticket to the Gold Coast Big Day Out, so I did so. Contrary to the previous time, my credit card was charged immediately.
Also, last night, after hitting the confirm button, I was taken to a page listing the Big Day Out shows (no confirmation), while when I purchased the Gold Coast one just then, I was directed to a confirmation page teling me that I had been succesfully charged. I checked my balance online, and indeed, I had been (but only for 1x ticket to the Gold Coast show).
So did you guys ever receive my order for 3x tickets to the Sydney Big Day Out at approx 00:25 this morning (13th Oct 2006)? (I sent a text message to my friend when I bought them telling him that he got a ticket, so I have an approximate time stamp on when I finished the order. I also MSN'ed two friends at that time).
I hope everything is alright (I've already missed out on tickets to the Tool sideshow)
Thank you for your time (I understand you a very busy right now),
Kindest regards,
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I don't want to hop on over to ticketmaster, as I don't want to not go through the BDO website after contacting them (and on the chance that it's just a delayed order).
So I'm going to just sit tight and hope for the best.
I might also add that only 1/2 an hour before I found out that they charged instantly, the BDO website sold out of tickets. The only way to get Sydney tickets at the moment is through Ticketmaster and Red Eye Records. Cross your fingers people.

Big Day Out

As you may or may not know (what other possibilities are there?), Big Day Out tickets went on sale at www.bigdayout.com last night at midnight. So, of course, I stayed up late so I could get some. I'm pretty fekkin tired right now, but I'M GOING TO BIG DAY OUT! Yay! Bought tickets for Alex, Ross and I. Alex wanted me to get him a ticket for Gold Coast Big Day Out too, but I didn't have enough money on my credit card. I'll see what I can do for him today. They said on the website that it could take a few hours to get a confirmation email, and up to 21 days for payment to be confirmed, as it's all a manual process. But that still doesn't make me a little paranoid about it not going through...
I also met some lovely (albeit young) randoms in JB last night. One in particular that has just turned her back against religion. Props to her for thinking for herself. I probably could have guessed that she was one of the Born Again up until recently; she had that sickening level of enthusiasm that is so common with those types. Give me Agnosticism any day; spiritual apathy.
I also met up with Tu (I don't know how to spell her name...) for lunch. It was one of those odd "is it a date?" meetings. I hope to see her again, and that seemed to be reciprocated, so let's see what happens.
I'm heading up to the Hunter this weekend for Mum's birthday (and it looks as if Mum's present will still be in the post for it), and of course next weekend for Pubfest.
Oh, and Fat Freddys Drop is this Sunday, and The Presidents is the one after that. Fucken A man.
And that's it.

Listening to: Strapping Young Lad - The New Black (I might add that these guys also rock my hairy nutsack)
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Nothing. Again.

Sitting at work, once again, with nothing to do. I hate this. Been waiting for Matt to import the Shorelink geodata for a while now, but he has to fix some stuff first. When he finally imports it, then I'll have something to do, but in the mean time; I'm bored.
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Birthdays

What a kickass weekend.
But I'll get to the kickassness in a moment. Barwick called me on Thursday night... drunk. He was keen to meet up, and said he'd call to hang out on Firday night, but never did.
I met up with Boggle on Friday for lunch, and he was still around after work, so I met up him and grabbed some food (pizza), and we started to head back to mine. We also decided that on the way to mine, we might as well stop off at Ryde Eastwood Leagues Club, coz the beer is cheap.
We called Leanne, and she decided to meet us too, and Jon said he would too. So we all did. Brendan came after work too. Joy! The dancing Asian lady was there too! She goes off... I can't do her justice. She had kicks and twirls this time too. Awesome.
Ended up staying alot longer than we imagined we would. Boggle and Jon came back to ours, but headed back home shortly.
Saturday was the day of both Denise and Monique's birthdays. So that meant present shopping... ended up buying Denise a book and a (terrible) calendar. The book, I might add, was The Worst Mistakes in History and Who Made Them. It looked entertaining and interesting, and as it turns out, Denise left her job two weeks ago, so is keen for reading material. Exxxcellent. We (Ross, Jon, Leanne and I) ended up buying Monique a pair of sunglasses. She seemed very happy with them, and she was looking for a pair for herself anyway. I rule.
While I was with Ross getting presents, Leanne and Brendan were out finding bargains. We now have a fridge, microwave, kettle, toaster, and a rice cooker. I also bought a bottle opener. Nice.
It was decided that Leanne and I would go to Denise's party first, then head to Monique's afterward (everyone else went to Monique's only). Denise's was super kick-ass! Really good food, great company, and unlimited sangria! Woohoo! Yeah man, It fucken ruled. Leanne and I ended up staying a lot longer than we intended, and didn't get to Monique's until after 1am... woops. I think it was better to see Monique in a smaller group anyway, and it was indeed lovely to see her again. But she'd been sick all day, and headed home shortly after we arrived (I might add that Leanne and I didn't even arrive in time for last drinks). But the remainder of us headed to Jacksons on George for those obligatory early-morning drinks. The remainder of us was Leanne, Jon, Boggle, Mike S, Ross, (Leanne's friend) Catherine and I. surprisingly, Jacksons wasn't playing RnB in the Pool Bar, but rather, House music (muuuuch better). So that was good. But there was noone up there. No real problem. We had our obligatory drinks, and headed back. Mike was dricing, but Leanne and I caught a lift back with Catherine to West Ryde. While I only spent a brief amount of time with her, she seemed cool. I was greatful for the lift too.
Today we (Brendan, Leanne, Boggle, Jon and I) went to see Beerfest. Fucking funny shit man. REALLY fucking funny shit man. Anyone reading this HAS to go see it. It's really, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, funny. So, if I haven't convinced you to see it yet, I will say one more time; go see it.
And now I'm sitting in front of my computer typing this.

That is all.

Listening to: Pink Floyd - Animals (Album) Man. This album rules. Check it out.

Adventures on the train, part... next

For the first part of this week I was sent to Gordon to train bus drivers on how to mark up maps for editing for TC. Fun. The people were nice enough, and Belinda from work accompanied me anyway. The work was dull (even more than usual), but I finished early (but still got 7 hours pay), so that's not so bad. I was back at work as per usual yesterday, and finding more errors with the Shorelink stuff. Oh man I hope I haven't fucked anything up too bad. I don't really think I have, but I have the niggling feeling that I've wasted alot of time in doing it all. I'll find out soon enough.
Also, after having to go to Gordon early in the week, I've been getting up earlier, yet despite having time to burn, I've not yet made the early train. I've not been catching the later express that I've talked about, but not the earliest of options either (the one I've never caught).
Is it school holidays? There seems to be an inordinate amount of plain clothed children on the train as of late. Hehe. Sounds like a special task force.
Have I started to bore you yet? Just you wait.
I bought the SD adaptor for my DS last night (+ a 1GB card + a card reader for the PC) so soon I'll be able to play home brew software & games. Tops. Well, I have to flash the firmware first, and for that I need Mario 64 DS (US Version), as the tool I have to re-flash it needs that game to run. So last night I emailed some guy on ebay about sending it to Australia. NOW you know what boredom is!
Barwick called last night, and we're meant to be going out with him tonight. See what happens...

Listening to: Strapping Young Lad - City (album). It totally rocks my hairy anus.
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DRM

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New Place

On Saturday we (that is, Brendan, Leanne and I) moved (or started to move) into our new house at West Ryde. I really like it (will like it even more when I get furniture in there). To make it just that much better, we got a puppy too. Although we had planned that before we even looked at houses.I'm really looking forward to starting a life there. Will be kickass.
Saturday was also Pete's birthday, so after we'd signed all we had, and had moved a fair whack of stuff in, I met up with Pete for his birthday lunch. We went to a place in Palm Beach (the name of which I forget), and I had a great seafood lunch. So tasty.
Saturday night I spent on a matress on the floor of my new house. Before that though we tried out Ryde Eastwod leagues club (the new local). Odd place. The dining area is kinda like Seaworld Nara resort circa 1994. TRhe pokie area is some strange amalgam of a Spanish villa, a western set, and a jack the ripper set... odd. And then we travelled down to the Sports Bar, and it's really nice. Like I would love to have a loungeroom that looked like it. So the strange became stranger. We'll probably sign up as members, coz the beer is $3.30 a schooner for members (including James Squires!). Tops.
Sunday we picked up the new puppy; Oz. A lovely little thing. A Miniature Schnauzer x Staffy. It adds a nice family feel to the home unit.
Sunday night was Godskitchen. Leanne and I bought our tickets last week, and on Friday night we succesfully talked Michael S into coming, so I was happy with that. It was good fun, but (don't tell Michael KP) I just wasn't in the mood for Trance when Eddie Halliwell came on, so I only watched about 30 minutes of him, and then headed up to the house level. Much better. I'm enjoying house more and more lately, and after Sunday night I'm thinking that I'm now going to visit house clubs more often (I'll try and bring Peter along too), as the trance just wasn't interesting for me on Sunday. I'll probably skip the drugs too, as they are getting less enjoyable now (and I odn't think it's me building up an immunity, as Leanne agreed that the pills on Sunday were weaker than the last time), and because of that, becoming less worth it. Maybe just speed from now on. Cheaper. More reliable.
Monday was really just a recovery day. Not much gained from it.
Today I was sent to do training over at Gordon, and I'll be there tomorrow too. I was worried about people having trouble with my Shorelink maps while I was away, but I talked to Matt (head GIS guy) today, and he said they were near finished, and had heard no problems from people doing them. Cool. He also said that he'll not import them until I'm back, so I have the oppurtunity to look over them before the changes are committed. Coolies.
So that's it I believe.
Not long until Pay day; can't wait. I should also be getting my $950 back from tax soon. I'l probably buy that 60GB HDD for my iriver this week. I think I'll put the camera off for a few weeks, so that I can live a little easier than I had to last week. Also, the camera that I wanted (the same model as the one that was stolen); the Canon A700, has been replaced bya 7.1MP version; the A710. Now, I was a bit wary when I heard this, as generally, the higher above 6MP the CCD, the crappier the image quality. But I've read a review o fthe camera, and looked at some sample images, and the camera looks great! So I think I'm going to get the A710 now. Unfortunately, it's about $120 more expensive. Fek.
I also wanted to get the microSD adapter for my DS (and the software needed to re-flash it) this week, but I'm not so sure I should... we'll see.
So yeah. I think that's it now.
Happy Birthday for yesterday, Helen (not that I didn't message you and tell you that yesterday).
Later!

Listening to: Machine Gun Fellatio - On Ice (album). Under-rated band, these guys. I'm so glad I saw them 10 or so times before they split up).

Nought to do

I finished all my work about an hour ago, and now have nothing to do. Typical really.
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Done!

w00t!
I just finsihed the regular routes for Shorelink! The work that I have been working on for over a week now is finally complete! I'm taking a quick relaxation break at the moment, then I'm going off to lunch (in about 5 minutes) and then I have to start on the school routes (they shouldn't have nearly enough edits as the regular routes, I might add).
Stoked.
Yay!

Cheese

My brain just turned into cheese. I think I need a Red Bull, but I not only cannot afford one, but I can't really leave the office for the amount of time it would take me to get one. Bummer. I have to stay here for a minimum of 40 minutes from now too. I was planning on working longer hours this week because I want more money, but I don't think I can stay for much longer. I finished checking the timetables today, and now just have to QC them, but my brain doesn't want to; it's made of cheese.
Boring.

Listening to: The Mark Sandman Boxset (at least it's totally fucking awesome).
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Adventures on the train part... uh, I don't remember.

Felt tired this morning, and for the first time since starting work, I felt like staying in bed, rather than waking up. I'm going to try and have an early night tonight.
Because of this I left the house late this morning, so I'm catching the later express train (and to really mix things up, I'm travelling in the front carriage! Aren't I whacky?). It's more comfortable anyway, and despite leaving 10 minutes later than my other train, I only get into work 5 minutes later than usual (which I might add is still considered "on time") Where's the inspiration to catch the normal train, I ask?
My DS informed me during lunch time yesterday that the battery needed charging, so I read on the way home (and on the way in too, but just because I wanted to). I'm reading Terry Pratchett's <i>Guards, Guards!</i> (thought I'd see if html works on email blog posts). I really like Pratchett. It's funny, clever, insightful and the characters are great. So yeah. Pratchett = winner!
I thought there would be a chance that the front carriage would be less crowded. Nope. Lost the seat next to me by Beecroft (at least she's cute).
And I think that's it. Thanks for keeping me entertained.

Listening to: Kyuss - Wretch (not as good as their other work - verging on not good. Yeah. Pretty average. But not bad as such. And the last track is good. I suppose that's why there aren't any songs off this album on the Best Of)

PS The carriage now has people standing. So much for my theory.
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A shiny place I call home.

Exciting news! The real estate agent called today to inform me that our rental application has been excepted! Yay!
We sign the papers 9:00am Saturday morning! Hot Stuff! Going to have a nice little shin-dig next weekend probably to Christen the place. Shouldbe tops.
Also today I bought (Leanne lent me the money actually.. bless her) the tickets for Field Day (1st Jan) and Gods Kitchen (Sunday night). Should be super hot. Look forward to it.
I can't wait until pay-day. I need the dollars. I learnt a harsh lesson this week, so I will be less frivolous with spending from now on. I will save for more expensive items, rather than blow 1/3 or a 1/2 of my pay in one go. I can't wait until the 5th Oct...
Yes. That is all.
Listening to: Underworld - Everything, Everything (their kickass live album)

Seriously.

Are your panties G-fresh?

New tattoo

So on Saturday, Brendan, Leanne and I looked at a lovely house in West Ryde, and liked it so much, that we have put in a rental application (we still need to provide some more info, but we'll fax that to them tomorrow). Fingers crossed we get it, coz it's nice, resonably priced, and close to alot of shit; or close enough. Only $330pw. Nice.
After viewing the place, we went to a park and just shot the breeze for a bit - with .44 magnum. Well not really. By a strange coincidence, Sally (friend from Uni, and Marty's longest standing friend) appeared at that very park, and we talked for a bit. Turns out she was also going to Marty's farewell that night at the Ranch.
we left shortly after that coz we had to drop Brendan off at work.
On the way back from dropping him off, I asked Leanne if she thought we should go get tattoos together some day. She simply replied with the question "How about now?"
And why not?
So I decided on a design, and she decided on a design, and we headed over to Jon's (my) house, and she drew mine up. Fucking perfectly, I might add.
In the mean time, Jon left work sick, and arrived home as Leanne was finishing my design.
I called a few tattoo studios (the really good one is booked for a month), and decided on The Illustrated Man - even though the guy I really liked had gone home for the day.
Leanne couldn't quite get her design right, so she decided to finish (and start) it on the train.
Got there, had some Thai Food, and got the tattoo done in about 15-20 minutes.
Awesome.
Here it is:
http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a112/jademonkee/My2ndTat.jpg
and here is Leanne's:
http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a112/jademonkee/20060923002.jpg
So yeah. Stoked. My tattoist didn't do as good a job as Leanne did, and he was a bit grumpy (Leanne's tattoist on the other hand was friendly enough and did a great job on her tattoo. Gaybo). But it was only ommisions that made my tattoo not as good as Leanne's original drawing, so at least I can get it added to if I feel the need. I eventually want to go to the good tattoo studio (that's booked out for a month or so), and get my first tattoo added to, and if I want, while I'm there I can talk to someone about adding some flare to my Boognish. Although it's the simplicity that I like.
Today Brendan, Leanne and I went to go look at their puppy. It's awesome. It's gonna be a nice addition to the household. I also met her biological Mother.
Also, Ross took me for a driving lesson (we practiced parking today), and came up with the idea to make chicken burgers for dinner. Holy shit they were fucking awesome. Fucking awesome.
We mixed in a special sweet chilli sauce, a but of lemon and cooked the chicken long with that sauce. Then we cooked some bacon and cooked the pineapple with the chicken, fried some capsicum, and warmed brie cheese on the chicken. We also added some lemon to some dijonaisse. Fucking awesome. Like FUCKING awesome.
We took one along to Brendan when we went to pick him up from work, and he said it was probably the best chicken burger he's ever had. Well done Ross.
So yeah. That's it.
Keep it rockin,

Listeningto: Jon talking to Helen on Skype. Hi Helen!

Broke

So I went overboard buying stuff, and now I have about $400 left of my pay. So I'm gonna take it easy next week...

Listening to: Melvins - Neither Here Nor There (Best of)

Paid

Yes folks, the moment I've been waiting for: pay day.
Despite the schedule stating that I would be paid on a Thursday, when I checked my email last night, there was my pay slip in there. So I checked my balance and hey presto! There it was. Tops. I've already spent a whole lot though. Probably too much. I think I may pass on getting the 60GB HDD this week (there's no cheap sellers on ebay at the moment anyway). We'll see. I'm also going to get my DS tonight, and a game too. I think I'll probably just end up downloading the games that were stolen from me - I don't really want to pay for them again. But of course I have to get the SD adapter for the DS before I can do that. It'll probably have to wait until next pay (or when my tax comes through, whichever comes first). Then I want to replace my camera too.
Fun.
Work is getting along, but every hour, more and more errors appear in my data, but I'm getting through it.
Going to the Opera with Mum tomorrow night. Seriously. A Puccini Opera (I don't remember what one). Typically, it's casual Friday, so I can either get Mum to bring clothes to me that night, or I can just wear nice clothes at work, and be out of place all day.
Keen to go out Saturday night. Really keen. But Marty has a farewell gathering at The Ranch that night, and I can't miss that. So I think I'll go there to "warm up" so to speak, and then head some place more interesting. Don't know where though. I'm sick of Balmain, so I'm thinking somewhere in the city. Somewhere new and exciting in the city, I might add.
Saturday I'm going looking at houses with Brendan and Leanne (sorry Ross, they asked me first after all).
I'll see if I can get some driving time in on the weekend too.
And Monday is work again. We have a new guy starting Monday too. So many fresh faces at work (me included, obviously).
Oh, did I say I'm going to get Mars Volta tickets this morning too? Golden.
Got the intercity train this morning, but alas, I am not lucky enough to have a seat to myself. Oh well. Life's hard, isn't it?
I think that is all now.
Later!

Listening to: The Mars Volta - Frances The Mute (getting me in the mood. Hot stuff!)
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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."

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Geebers

So bored.
So, so bored.
I just finished reading the data capture guidelines for bus operators... I need some work.

Listening to: Eagles of Death Metal - Death By Sexy (Album)
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What?

Wow. Still no work. Great.
At least Bec said that when she's finished what she's doing, there'll be plenty of work for everyone. Let's hope so.
Funnily enough, those that were waiting for work with me yesterday are doing work now. That's a little weird.
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Adventures on the Train, pt 2

Got an express intercity train today, so I should get the seats to myself at least until Strathfield.
Didn't bring a book today (thus why I'm writing this) because my bag was too full of sandwiches. I'm so broke that I had to get Jon to buy bread and stuff yesterday so that I could eat today (thanks heaps Jon).
It looks as if I spoke too soon on the seat thing. We're at West Ryde and the seat next to me was just taken. He kinda smells too. At least it's more comfortable than the normal trains.
So yeah. That's it. Back to Solitaire.

Listening to: Living Things - Ahead of the Lions.
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Over?

Just might have finally been given some work to do!
Not the usual stuff (Chris still hasn't given me my next unit), but Becca has found something for me to do. Kind of. She went to show me what it is that I have to do, when she found some errors in it. So now she's trying to fix them. While I sit here typing on my phone to alleviate some boredom. Yup.
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AAAAH!

Still fucking waiting!

Still waiting...

Ok, so I didn't talk to Chris, as he was busy, and before he was free, Ben came over to give me some QC checks to do. I just finished them then. I go check to see if my new unit is ready, and... no. So I go to ask Chris if he can get it ready, and he's disappeared again.
Fun.
I hate being bored, even if I am getting $25 an hour for it.
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Waiting for work

Here's how work works (so to speak). You're assigned work units. There generally take about 2-3 hours each (although I only got through 1 yesterday, so they can take alot longer), and when you're about 1/2 an hour from finishing, you sign up for more work. Sometimes this takes a little longer than half an hour.
So I signed up for work at about 11:45am today, and had finished all my work by about 12:30pm. So I go to check if my new unit is ready. Nope. So I decide that I'm hungry enough to go to lunch, which would effectively give Chris another 1/2 hour to get the unit ready.
When I got back from lunch at 1pm, the unit wasn't ready. And Chris was at lunch.
So I'm sitting here waiting for Chris to get back and get my unit ready.
Of course, by the time I typed all this up, Chris arrived back.
So I'm going to go hassle him for my next unit.
Oh, one more thing. I put a pre-order for the new DS Lite Black today. It is due for release the day I get paid, so I figure that's something close to a sign.
Later!
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Adventures on the Train, pt 1

Yup, train trips are dull. I'm pretty happy that I get on at Thornleigh though, as I always get a seat. It'd suck having to stand.
So, what's interesting to look at on the train today? Certainly not the scenery. Any attractive ladies? I can't really be sure, as none are facing me.
What else?
There's one of those technology/lifestyle newspaper pull-outs on the floor, but I took a look at it earlier, and it was only "journalists" putting forth bias (read: paid) reviews of products I don't want/need/could make my own mind up on.
So what else?
I played Solitaire for a little while - as I do every train trip - but thought this activity had the potential to be interesting. I think I was wrong, and I'm pretty sure you're just as bored as I (What are you doing, Simon! The fourth wall! The fourth wall!).
Ha how funny is that, when I type wall, y2k comes up before I've typed the last "l" in wall. I wonder how often THAT has been typed across Nokias worldwide. Why freakin add it?
I was gonna bring a book today; I plum forgot (is that how you spell plum in this situation?). I don't know if I should bring my current State of The Universe(s) book (which is beginning to bore me, as I'm reading it so rarely), or grab the next Terry Pratchet book. Wow, such decisions. Isn't life hard?
Anyway, it looks like I've wasted enough time rambling; we just left Central.
Until next time.
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Paranoia

How funny has the world become?
On the train I'm sitting across from a Middle Eastern looking guy. He's carrying a bag and he looks fidgety or nervous.
And this makes me nervous.
I blame the media (Well actually religion could take more of the blame for the situation... but I'm blaming the media for talking about it all the time).
That's all. Just thought I'd share a little moment of unjustified fear.

Listening to: Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble of Shadows - The Vampyre Sucking at His Own Wound (an album by my favourite goth band. Love 'em!)
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Lilly

Have I betrayed my sex by purchasing Lilly Allen's album?
I really like it, but I feel that it is somewhat anti-male... so I'm not sure I should own it...
But I really like it.
Curse your infectious hooks Lilly!

After work drinks

Wow.
I'm pissed.
yup. I'm not going to deny it... I'm pretty darn close to pissed.
I had several drinks after work with my cohorts. And I am close to newted.
And then, when I got back to Jon's (although I should probably be addressing it as "home") I was pretty much a write off.
And then I went to the fridge and had my designated beer for the night - which was "le Guillotine" the 9.3% beer. So of course, my "close to newted" became "undisputedly newted."
It's fun.
So work is good. I like the people.
A guy I work with called Ben has fantastic taste in music (and also has tickets to theTool concert; remind me to tell you about an ebay auction involving Tool tickets... I just hope I hear you when you remind me)
So I'm stoked to be working with such good people. And of course the $25 an hour helps. Alot. And the flexible hours. So yeah. Ilike my job. The only fault is that I want one that goes somewher; and I don't think this one will.
Wow. I'm totally maggot.
I can't reallythink of anything else... and truth be told, it's difficult to type.
Farewell!

Listening to: The Mars Volta - De-Loused In The Comatorium (Speaking of which they're touring in December. Jon and I are keen to go.. and so is Ben (from work). Come one, come all.

Oh. The Tool tickets. Check this auction out.
Seriously. WHY DIDN'T I GET THESE!!??!!

Jobby job-job

Soooooooo. I worked today. Was good. The work seems easy, the office staff are friendly, the pay is actually $25 (not the previuosly thought $24), and the environment in cruisy.
The hours are flexible within set conditions:
I have to be at the office between 9:30am and 4pm, but I can arrive before 9:30am and leave after 4pm if I want. I can take lunch whenever I want, for as long as I want, just as long as it is at least 1/2 an hour, and I work at least 7 hours in a day, and no more than 40 a week. Easy.
It's located just behind Town Hall, so is very central, and every Friday we go out for drinks. Yeah. Tops. I got my ID card today, whereas other other people had to wait a week before they got theirs. Sick. I will be in training for about 2 weeks, but after that I will be completely independent. Hot stuff.
This evening, I also tried the first of the 6 beers that Ross bought me in congratulations on finally getting a job. I tried "Rolling Rock." A nice refreshing Pennsylvanian lager, light on the pallete, and completely inoffensive. I look forward to working my way up toward the stronger beers. Thanks Ross!
But the day wasn't all joy.
You may or may not have heard about Steve Irwin. He died today. It's funny that in the last few months I have been watching his show a fair bit and really enjoying it. I think it's very saddening that he died at the young age of 44. Here's to ya Steve!

Fuck YEAH!!

Just got a phone call from EBR (the recruitment agency), and they informed me that I GOT THE JOB!!
I start Monday, 10am. How hot is THAT!? Get paid fortnightly. Work Mon-Fri. I don't know if I start at 10am everyday, or just Monday... will find out.
Now I just need business shirts... don't own any. The shirt I had for the interview is a little too dressy. Just wanna get a nice business shirt. I don't think I'll wear a tie, as the two guys that interviewed me didn't.
Stoked.

Listening to: Tenacious D - Kielbasa (FUCK YEAH!!)

After the Interview

Hi there!
The interview seemed to go well - although I don't feel as confident as I did after the first one. I mean, I can't see any reason why I would be unsuitable for the job, but the interview seemed really quick (too quick), and these people didn't fill me with the confidence that I was filled with after the first interview.
They said that they'd let Amy (my contact at the recruitment agency) know by this afternoon. They also asked me how soon I can leave my other job - I told them "immediately" so I guess I have that in my favour.
Fingers crossed...
That's it really.
Went to the Greengate last night to have a few drinks for Tommy's 18th (Linden's brother), wasn't bad. Tommy got pretty drunk, coz everyone was buying him drinks. I'm still flat fucking broke, so I only had a beer Jon bought me, and one Tommy didn't want.
Yeah. That's it.
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Second Interview!

I got a call today from the recruitment agency informing me that they have arranged an interview for the TC position tomorrow morning at 10:30am! w00t!
This interview will be held at the TC offices, so it won't be with the cool interviewers from before, but will be more of a traditional interview... so I have to start doing my research.
I also called the other recruitment agency the other day (about the job in Blacktown), and it was decided that I should probably let that job pass, as I am clearly happier with the idea of a CBD job, and there would be the risk that I could leave the job in Blacktown because of a better offer elsewhere before my 6 month contract is up (the job would entail 1 1/2 hours travel to get there...).
Saw Marty today for the first time in ages. He came round to Jon's this mornin' and we all went to Chatswood together (he had to get a hiking bag for his girlfriend), and ended up seeing Fearless (starring Jet Li). Not bad.
Oh man. The weekend sucked. We started cleaning/clearing the Scotland Island house on Friday, and didn't finish until Tuesday. Yech. So much carrying and stair climbing. Yech.
But it does mean I now have more crap at Jon's place (Like my DVDs). Handy.
Is that it? Pretty much... I guess...
Later

Listening to: In Flames - Man Made God (Totally awesome metal)

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The Job Interview

So I just finished the job interview, and it seems to have gone well! The interviewers were really great people, and we even talked about fantasy authors for a time. It was good, and they seemed really enthused. So enthused actually, that they said I may even be suited for a permanent position at a place called Ace Insurance (also in the CBD) at (If I remember correctly) $45k. Not bad. So they'll let me know soon.
But I should tell you a bit more about the jobs. The job at Sensis is digitising maps, but it is an evening shift from 3.30pm to 11pm, Mon to Fri. It's a 3 month contract with a possibility to stay on. The pay is $23/hr.
The job at TC is also digitising maps, but also creating arc data (travel time etc). It is standard 9-5pm, Mon-Fri. It pays $24/hr. They both provide onsite training. They also start Monday.
The job at Ace Insurance I have less info for, but I'm pretty sure it will be more complicated and more independant.
I don't really know what job I want the most.
To further complicate things, while I was in the interview, there was a voice mail message left about the job in Blacktown. They also want to interview me. So I called her back and told her that I just had an interview about some jobs in the CBD, and am obviously happier with the idea of a CBD job than one in Blacktown, especially as I don't know where I'll be living after November, and this contract is until June. BUT, she said that people that have stayed on at the Integral Energy job have been given positions at $65k pa, and that would be very nice.
So I don't know what to do.
I'm wanting my license before the end of Sept, so that will help with my decision. Maybe.
So there you go. I'm so very close to employment. I RULE!

Listening to: The Air Conditioning on the train - my iriver is in Mum's car at Chatswood; where I'm heading now.
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Interview!

Yay!
I just received a call regarding a job I applied for, and they will be interviewing me at 11am tomorrow morning! Yay!
Let's hope I don't fuck up!
I'm just now going to search around the web for interview techniques/tips etc.
w00t!

Weekend

Not much to say really.
Well, I suppose there is.
I started applying for jobs last week, and will continue to do so this week.
Dad decided to come down to the Hunter on the weekend, using Peter's broken ankle as a reason.
I hadn't seen him for 4 years maybe. Crazy. It was really good to see him actually, and Tomasina (sp?) too. I also saw (for the first time) my half-sister Helen. She's lovely.
The top thing about seeing Dad, is that I did a fair bit of driving (he owns a manual), and he has given me enough money to get my licence, as well as help toward registering the EH! Hot shit! So I will be calling Ross this afternoon to see if he'll help me with some driving before I Go for my test (which I will be booking v. soon). I can't wait. It will certainly make getting a job easier.
Speaking of jobs, Michael KP is taking me to the Rural Fire Service GIS Centre today for a gander at how it all works. Neato! My good mate Levi actually works there, so maybe I'll see him. It's meant to be a very impressive place, and it is actually one of the places I would like to look for employment, but I don't think my skills are quite up to par at the moment. I'm still going to apply though.
So yeah, at the moment I'm just waiting for MKP to pick me up from Jon's.
Anyway, back to Dad. We went to the Zoo, Alex's baseball game, dinner a few times, lunch, and a cheese-based breakfast at the Hunter Valley Gardens. When I get my license, I'll probably start heading up more regularly.
I was meant to come back down to Sydney on Monday, but I stayed up at the Hunter to see Dad off on Monday, and on Tuesday, Mum didn't want Peter to come down (they've been fiting alot lately), so I had to stay up at the Hunter. So I'm finally down today. I don't think I missed anything too interesting...
Oh, and Tool have been confirmed to tour in January (RIGHT around Big Day Out, so I reckon it's pretty clear that they'll be playing there this year), and tickets go on sale this Friday... let's hope I have money by then.
Is that it?
I think so.

I should be inSydney for the rest of the week, but am helping with the move from Scotland Island this weekend, so I once again won't be available. Sucks.
Later gator,

Listening to: Melvins + Lustmord - Pigs of the Roman Empire. I like it. Very atmospheric.

Keyboard kid

More awesome than most.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQp7Id8iRA4
Check out some more of their stuff. Some is not so good, some is fucking great. I like the spelling bee.

Kinda moved in

Hey pals!
Sittin at Jon's, as I have most afternoons this week, as I've pretty much moved in. Only I haven't started applying for jobs yet; that comes tomorrow.
So how was my weekend? Good!
Friday night was a blast, I got well toasted, and didn't spend more than $80, which I'm happy with. We met at James Squires Brewhouse, because Pancakes @ the Rocks was closed for renovations.
Man my feet smell right now...
anyway.
I couldn't afford dinner there, so I sat outside with Boggle, Glen, Jon, Mike KP and Mike S and drank until the rest of the gang had finished dinner. I only got about 2 pints in before we left to go to the Pav. Yup, the fucken Pav. Such a shithole, but goddamn cheap, and of course that's why we went there. I might add not through choice; it was Belinda's friends that wanted to go, coz they wanted to get drunk. So we obliged, as it was not yet Tristan's BDay, but Belinda's. At least I got wasted there (it was my intent for Tristan's BDay to do this, it being a special occassion and all). We then headed off to Equilibrium (Jon went home as the poor SOB had to work the next day), which I reckon is pretty cool, despite being turned away last time I went there (at Boggle's BDay party). Got funky on the dance floor too, but we won't go there.
Yeah, the night was good. Got the bus home, met someone that bought puppies off of us once (actually Fred's Brothers and Sisters). Crazy world. Got back to Jon's, and slept when I got there. Also found out that my phone was reconnected, as I called Mum (who was about to leave to drop Peter off at Central Station so he could go to Griffith for the weekend to see a Shannon Noll concert).
The next day... Jon went to work, Boggle and I hung around, and Mike S decided to meet us at Jon's and head off to Hornsby. We had breakfast/lunch, and I bought Mogwai's latest offering, Mr. Beast. I haven't had sufficient time to become acquainted yet, as it requires a certain mindset that I have not yet found myself in. I probably shouldn't have bought it, as I'm now fucking tight, but it's habitual that I do...
Brendan and Leanne came over to Jon's that night, as it was Brendan's BDay on Friday, and we wanted to see him. We drank a bit, and watched The Wizard, the Fred Savage movie about a "challenged" kid who is awesome on NES. It was pretty lame, and the power glove didn't feature nearly as much as I thought it would. Turns out Tobey Maguire had a small part as someone's goon. Pretty funny to see him there.
I must admit that I spent most of the night collating the album art for the files on my mp3 player... nerd.
Sunday I was awoken by Brendan and Leanne at the door with breakfast (how very kind of them... many thanks go out to them)... but what happened that day? I don't think we did much. I had found a narration track that follows the first Harry Potter movie, so I went over to Brendan's (with Leanne) to go see it. It was fucking hilarious. I recommend getting it. It's done by the same guy that did the George Washington video I posted about a while ago. Go to
http://www.illegal-art.org/video/wizard.html
to get it.
We only watched the first disc that night (we were getting tired) and had intentions of finishing it the next day, but it was such a beautiful day that Leanne took it off and we decided to go somewhere interesting instead. We decided on going to the Australian Reptile Park up near Gosford instead. It was cool man. I love zoo-type places. Had a great day, but unfortunately it meant that I wasn't able to type up my CV, or call this guy that Jenny wanted me to call. After the reptile park, we went back to Brendan's and made spinach and cheese triangles that were tasty as, and easy as! The goats cheese ones were my fav. We also watched the final part of the Harry Potter narration. It was tops. The only problem was that it didn't sync very well, and we had to keep restarting the chapters at the chapter breaks mentioned during the CD (if you hear it, you'll know what I mean).
So I was going to type up a CV, and call that guy today, but at 7am I get the call that Jason had called in sick that morning, so I was to cover for him. So I worked today (why my feet stink). Only got two jobs done, the first one at Miranda took hours coz the lift wouldn't take the safe with the door on, so we had to wait to get the door stand, then get it up the lift. All up I think it took about 5 hours. Sucks. The next job was easy though, and the guy gave us a tip for it. Beer! A can of Reschs Real Draught (or summin'). Quite tasty.
And now I'm sitting at Jon's typing.
w00t!
Have fun,
Simon

Listening to: Strapping Young Lad - No Sleep 'till Bedtime - Live in Australia (rockin the fuck out)