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I think the Thai restaurant below our units blew up, or something. There’s people from both the police and fire departments wandering around out the front, and our side of King street down from Enmore road has been blocked off. The power only just came back on a few minutes ago. Funky. It smells like smoke or something out the front of the place, too. One of the doors has broken glass as well. I wonder if something actually exploded. Hmm.

Since the power’s come back on, the security gate phone/intercom thing has been constantly ringing. It’s become white noise to me, though. Almost.

To top it off, tofu’s car alarm remote has run out of battery power so he can’t get in his car. He’s coming back to get the spare then wants me to drive him to Circular Quay to his car. I might make him get the train back since it’s like 10 mins away. What kind of noob drives to circular quay when it’s on the other side of the city instead of taking 5 train stops? Honestly.

He’s back now. I haven’t broken the bad news to him yet. He’s hyped up because he’s about to have some cornflakes that he got on special at IGA. I don’t want to ruin the moment.

I got two bags of 500g Allen’s Party Mix lollies for half price at IGA, myself. I’m also excited and sugary.

On Saturday I went to a fund-raising trivia night at St Pius X college. I think that was the school. Anyway, I went with some mates from the Winesoc exec. Chris is a trivia king, it’s true. I was impressed. Good fun.

Alright, time to take Scott to his little black car. I was too weak to say no. I’ve got nothing better to do, either.

Sniff.

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Well, Lou left with Kirsty today. Yesterday, technically. I almost slept through it. I think I must have picked up my mobile (I use it for an alarm) and turned it off at 5am and then started hugging it all while I was asleep.

I woke up at 5:55, jumped up, brushed my teeth and ran off to my car to get to the airport by 6:30am. I made it right on time, even though I got a bit lost trying to work out where the car park was for the international terminal.

Inside, I spent about 2 hours with Lou and Kirsty and their parents as we wandered around the terminal. I even scored a free breakfast of cinnamon raisin toast. It wasn’t bad, to be honest. Lou bravely managed to hold back the tears when she had to leave us with Kirsty and go through customs, although I think the floodgates burst when she began to walk off. Poor bebe. :(

It should be all good, though. They’re spending a night in Japan after their ?9 hour flight. I’d be annoyed at only having half a night and a few hours in the morning in an (what I would think to be) interesting place like Japan. Still, they’re off to merry England for the first official stop, so that should be cool.

It still hasn’t sunk in that I probably wont be seeing her for about 4 and a half months. I’m sure it will soon enough. Hopefully I’ll keep myself distracted some other way on weekends. It’ll be a change after all these years. ;)

For this week, I’m going to a trivia night with Ali and Chris from Winesoc. It sounds like fun. Fucked if I know where it is, but it’s close to the North Shore so I should be able to find it easily enough.

Somehow I picked up a cold. I think I got it from Lou. Quite a few people seem to have caught something, so whoever the culprit was it probably doesn’t matter as I’d have caught it anyway. My immune system is probably just hanging on at the best of times due to the lack of sleep I tend to get. A bad diet like mine probably doesn’t help, either. I did eat two mandarins and an apple for dinner tonight, though, to con my body in to thinking it was eating well. I backed it up with a muffin and some chocolate. Nothing like headfucking your own digestive system.

Blogspot.

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http://redknob.blogspot.com

That’s my new Blogger blog. I don’t know if I’ll use it. I kind of like having all my post history in here and without my own proper server it’s a bitch to export and replace my 2 year LJ post history. Not that it’s worth backing up any of it, but I’m sure one day some very bored person (probably not me) will end up reading what I had to say in February 2004.

There doesn’t seem to be any standalone client to post to that journal, unlike the reasonable selection LiveJournal has. Still, the site looks cool enough for a default template. Maybe I could flog the layout. Maybe not. I think I’d have to pay for this one. Whatever.

I signed up for Google AdSense on a whim for it. Just in case it earns me $0.20 some day. Something to do, I guess. It’s not like I don’t already have my name and address logged in about 500 databases by now, anyway.

P.S. my previous post I had to manually copy and paste from my blogspot.

I wish there was a nice way to merge them, or syndicate them whilst recording the posts. Buggers.

I’m hooked, I guess. Like it or not.

Hotness.

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Me about to snap some raps, yo.

That’s the copy of Evil Genius that I won at ivLAN a few weeks ago, after ripping it up in the Counter-Strike: Source competition. My TMP spelt death for all those in front of me. Honest.

I was asleep two minutes before that photo was taken. I was asleep again two minutes later.

The floor was hard, and cold. Like a corpse, really. Just a little furrier and with more food spilt on it.

Touchy.

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I owned a guy at the 3H’s hotel last night.

I gently bumped in to some late 30s guy’s shoulder with the back of my leg when I slid between two chairs in the outdoor dining area.

He turned around and said in a surly tone, “you right, mate?”

I was a bit put off, since it was just one of those general brushes that no one really pays any attention to. I inquired, “sorry?”

“You hit me with your arse,” he responded, trying to sound tough in front of his girlfriend/wife, his mate and his mate’s girlfriend/wife.

Now, I was already put off by his tone, given the circumstance. Usually I’d get even more put off if someone started being a little menacing like this guy was. Somehow, though, I reflexively retorted by looking him in the eye and asking, “did you like it?”

The man’s face blushed nearly instantly until it was purple as he jerked his head back around to face his table. Mid-swing he only managed to blurt out an awkward “…NO!”

He didn’t trouble me for the rest of the night.

It still feels good.

Nice.

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Apart from that, I’m really tired and should go to bed. Early start tomorrow and a fucking late finish I can assure myself. Gotta write my 3 page scope document for my ISYS group report.

Not looking forward to it much at all.

Must also remember to do other uni work, cash my dividend cheque and buy another uni book. I should really fork out the $11 (fuckers) for my uni transcript and start writing a friggin’ resume… It’s just so hard to actually bother.

I also think I drank too much coffee today. Mmm. I’ll repeat the process tomorrow.