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I forgot to mention one thing. Last night, whilst watching H2O (which was kind of good but kind of weird) with Scott, we saw one of those late night ads for those shonky Aussie online dating sites: aussiematchmaker.com.au.
Inspired, we whipped up this.
Please message us. We need the loving.
Computers don’t like me. How ironic. I think this one that I’ve had for about 18 months has been burning up my video cards on purpose. Maybe it’s a sign to stop playing games. It seems to be working. Bah.
Well, I finished my final semester of uni (for my bachelor’s at least) on Friday. There was no fanfare or celebration. I simply went home and got ready for work. Huzzah! Now I just have one exam to go and that’ll be that.
Saturday was spent working, then dinner and a movie with Lloyd and Eri. We saw Wolf Creek. Creepy and scary at first, hammy horror movie at the end. It certainly sticks to the Australian tradition of dropping off towards the end. It’s still worth seeing, though. I’d say it’s one of the better Australian releases in a while.
Sunday meant a sweaty sleep in on the couch because I’m too lazy to put my other bedsheets on. I cleaned the downstairs floor of my apartment and tidied up my room and everything, I just couldn’t be stuffed making the bed. Whatever.
After bitching about my PC being crap for a few hours I caught up with the gang at the HHH for about 50 minutes, chowed down an overpriced steak sandwich and then hit the netball courts to play a full game, only to lose 31-19 after our opponents again relied solely on 2 point shots to get ahead. We must be the only team in the comp without a range shooter. If only we could do some trades and deals. We need a draft!
Today is Munday. That’s meant to stand for mundane and Monday. I just made it up. The rest of you may use it if you like. I’m doing the washing. Yep. Pretty exciting news today.
I believe I’m going to a Melbourne Cup party tomorrow. It should be fun. Scott will be out at Randwick to have a punt. Well, more like take a few quizzes and exams for that air traffic control gig. Still, I bet he swings by for a flutter.
I got it wrong! We won netball 34-31! :D :D :D
That’s much more like it.
We had our Annual General Meeting for Winesoc today. We’ve got 2 new execs and some current members are staying on again next year. We’re still undecided on who will be treasurer for next year but at least we have 2 people contending for the position.
Tomorrow is the final presentation for my major project. If we do well we’ll have to do another one for Accenture. :/ I know it’d be cool and all, but fuck am I over it.
I bought sour cherry flavoured juice today. It tastes like a cherry Chupachup. I want to drink it all.
Does anyone have any ideas of what to do with my website? Nothing much on there has changed in a month or so and I’ll soon have more free time to play around/work on it. A few ideas would be most welcome, though. Anything is good! I can do whatever I want (because I’m a boy)!
Actually, I really need more friends on LiveJournal. Maybe I should get more active in the silly little communities. I’m getting bored of only getting frequent entry updates from communities that post pictures of things which only twisted people like myself would find entertaining.
Here’s a video of people eating spiders.
I think I need some more shorts.
It’s too hot. Boooooooo.
Here’s me reading the weather report:
Yes. I like this webcam.
We lost netball 31-34. :( I got to play goal attack for two quarters. Those two quarters were our best. ;) The middle quarter that I played in at goal defense meant that we had weaker attackers on and we let our opponents trickle away from us and get a good lead. Every other team seems to have one or two people that can reliably hit 2 pointer shots whereas our team only goes for 1 point shots. If I play more at goal attack we should score a whole lot more, though; so it shouldn’t really matter. We’ll see.
In happier news, I managed to snap half of my left big toe’s toenail off by kicking my thonged foot in to Scott’s shoe at Woolworths (and no, they didn’t still have that bag we left there last week). I haven’t cut the nail off completely yet but I wrapped it in a couple of tissues before putting it in my sock before netball as we have no bandaids around. I was actually going to purchase some at Woolies after acquiring the injury and only refrained after Scott’s insistence that he had some back in the flat. That’s the last time I trust him. The bully.
On the way home tonight I had a huntsman spider crawling around on the windows of my car. On the outside, that is. I hate it when that happens. He crawled across my windscreen at one point and I turned on my wipers in a vain attempt to flick him off the car. It only resulted in shoving him on the driver’s side of the vehicle so that he scurried around next to me and hid out of view which of course means I had to get out of the car on the passenger side in case he jumped down on to my head as I hopped out. In the darkness I used my mobile phone’s built-in torch to weakly illuminate the exterior of my car but my new friend was nowhere to be found. Odds are he climbed inside somehow and will scare the crap out of me as I drive leading to a gruesome death.
To make that whole ordeal even more fun, there was a rat killing another rat in the driveway behind our unit blocking the road so that I couldn’t drive past. He had his victim on the ground and was biting in to its throat. I assume it was dead, but this little bugger wouldn’t let go and move out of my way at all, even when I rolled the car up right in front of him. I felt like such a little man in my pink netball shirt as I reversed the car back and drove around the murderous rat.
On Friday night I went to my 5 year school reunion. How depressing that it’s already been 5 years. Fortunately, barely anyone has actually left or finished uni yet. Most of those ones though are at least doing 4 or 5 year degrees or honours or a second degree or masters or even a Ph. D. Never mind. I’ll take my bachelor’s and run. Run far, far away. Afterwards I met up with and stayed out in the city until 5am. Good times.
Boy, was I tired when I had to get up at 9am that morning to drive up to Swansea for my cousin Todd’s wedding. It as another fun night that resulted in me eating plenty of food and a truckload of dessert slices. I slept over at the shack with mum and dad afterwards. Liberally masking myself with Aerogard proved to be effective as this time I managed to sleep the entire night without being woken up by a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing around me. I didn’t even get one bite. Victory is mine.
Mustard pickle spread makes me happy.
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I think I totally stuffed up my oral exam for my major today. It’s worth 20%. I didn’t sell myself too well at all (as usual) so now I’m sure the markers think that I’m the guy who didn’t do any work that some of the other group members mentioned, meanwhile the guy who didn’t do any work completely buttered up the markers and got them on side.
I’m potentially very fucked. :/
To celebrate, I bought two new pairs of jeans (yes, on my own!) and got a $12 hair cut then watched Fight Club with a few Malt ‘O’ Milk biscuits for company.
Life is average.
I bought my own webcam on Tuesday so I don’t have to fight with Scott over the other one. We have the same models. How cute.
The only decent picture I took during my masturbatory (figuratively, so far) photo shoot came out looking like this:
I find it appropriate.
Either Scott left a bag at the checkout or the checkout guy didn’t give it to us. I’ve paid for goods I didn’t receive! The only two things in that bag I can think of at the moment is my big bottle of Berri Orange juice and my little 3 ball Lindt assorted chocolate pack. :( I was looking forward to those choccies.
It’s only $5 wasted if that’s all we left behind. They could actually be in the boot of my car but I’m too lazy to go and check. I went bowling today and then had my actionball game in the afternoon. We lost. :( 30-20. Oh well.
I’m feeling quite tired today and I think it’s partly due to having a few big nights in the last week and also to do with eating nothing but fast food since Friday night. All that high GI stuff, isn’t it? Who cares.
Scott’s looking up pictures of Power Rangers. I’ll leave it at that.
Well, I just woke up.
I haven’t slept in this late for a long time. I woke up at 3pm and that’s the time I’m meant to leave for work. Whoops.
I think I’ll be a little late in today.
The report for the project has been done and should have been submitted today. We had our client demonstration yesterday as well and it seemed to go smoothly. They’re very keen on us doing well and seem to genuinely want what we’re building. It’s a little creepy but it’s still encouraging. It’s fabuluous that now I don’t really have to care all that much about the rest of the course for the semester. Of course, I’ll have to know my stuff for the oral exam but that won’t be too challenging. The same goes for our final presentation. I just want to finish it. Whee.
Last night was the Winesoc Red & White Ball/Formal/Dinner. I got to don my new tux. I think I looked somewhat dapper in the good old traditional black tie style. I have some shitty photos that I took with my shitty camera in to a shitty mirror after I got dressed so I’ll upload them later. That is, as long as I don’t look shitty.
Yes, the dinner last night was great. We’d booked out a Greek restaurant so there was the odd bit of plate smashing alongside a tonne of food and wine. I managed to convince Benecke and Byrne (who needs first names when you could have surnames like that?) to come along with me. I think they had a good time even though they disappeared without saying goodbye (which they did according to Byrne). I even saw JJ, Bal and Chunky there. Guess the nicknames out of that lot.
So we danced and drank and ate and mostly didn’t have to feign merriment until we got kicked out. I wasn’t particularly drunk at the end of the event as I’d spent quite some time standing around outside talking to people and looking after sad drunks so that by the time I returned indoors the bar had been closed. Disappointing. I still managed to score some baklava for the trouble, so it was worth it.
Afterwards a few of us ended up wandering down towards Oxford street. I think we went to The Columbian until they kicked us out and then those of us who were left were unable to get in to some other predominantly queer club because the girls were wearing “open toed shoes”. That’s a new one. It was probably for the best as it meant we could sit in some other pub and get cheaper drinks and all be accosted at once by a rather repulsive drunk lesbian/bisexual who asked us all if we were “going to drink or just sit there looking pretty all night”.
To cap off the night, I scored a cold falafel and managed to share a taxi back to Newtown. I think my clothes survived any real damage, too.
All in all a good night.
I’ve been up all night fixing up the webpage for my uni project.
I wasn’t even meant to be doing the website.
I wasn’t meant to be doing a lot of things. I fucking did, though.
Maybe I deserve it after putting everything else off for so long. Then again I was left hanging until the last minute by most of my group. Bah. Whatever.
Now I get to proof read a 100 page document.
You should see my eyes.
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