ARGH.

Happy Mardi Gras. I smell like cask wine (since it was poured all over me about 7 times).

I lost my fucking phone tonight. Somehow. I wasn’t even that gone when it happened, I just didn’t notice. Yeah, sorry if anyone tried to SMS me, I think it’s still on the grass of Hyde Park since no one has fucking answered it whenever I ring it. Sounds like Optus is getting a phone call tomorrow.

Joel’s dad tried to kill Ross and I last week with glass. This week he’s been packing up to move out. FUCK WIN.

All the jobs I’ve applied for/had phone calls about haven’t gotten back to me at all.

I’m booking my flight to France to meet up with Benecke on Monday.

I’m getting a 2 year working holiday visa for the UK which only allows 12 months of actual work for ~$200.

I bought a 60 gig iPod and conformed along with headphones worth $300 (but cheaper – thanks eBay [what’s with the second letter capitals?]).

I’ve been eating a wee bit of garlic lately. Makes my breath stink but it makes my soul happy.

I’ve also picked up a nasty habit of being a near-chain smoker when I’m drinking. I know it’s bad for me but I enjoy it, so bring on the downfall.

The other bad habit that’s come to play is that I’m eating again when I’m drunk. I blame Andrew for not having any self control. I can do it solo but not when someone else wants food. Bah.

At least I’m occasionally brushing my teeth at night again these days. How exciting.

That’s all, folks.

P.S. sorry that I only seem to update in the early morning when I’m drunk. At least it makes me more honest. I’m proud I still come across as (reasonably) coherent and with (seemingly) accurate spelling and punctuation. Good times.

P.P.S. go nuts.

Summary.

Here’s the weekly wrap-up for all you go-getters looking for the down-low:

Tuesday:

No valentines for me (aww) and I didn’t give any out (haa), apart from those silly ones that people do when they have no one else to pretend with. I had about 27 of those. Mostly with men.It was also my mum’s birthday, so I gave her a call and did all that “good son” stuff. Well, some of it. I guess. I don’t know. I said happy birthday over the phone and had a chat for a while. That seemed good enough to me.

That night palmy and I met up with Emma and Kat at Zanzibar after work at around 12 (yes, for drinks). The two of us got drunk (again) and managed to chomp down on some free savoury finger food that was placed conveniently next to our table. We only started eating it when it was a fresh platter that hadn’t been soiled by the hands of other dirty patrons, of course.

We decided we’d go visit the bakery afterwards for a roll or two and on the way ran into a shitload of police all surrounding one of the buildings that’s being constructed up the road. They were all around the sides and even one cop was on the roof with a torch wandering around the scaffolding. No idea what had happened and they didn’t want to spill any details. I heard some man who was being questioned mention something about something. The details are hazy. I was drunk, ok?

Turned out the bakery was shut, so we went to the 7-11 and I ate my first ever Traveller pie. Delightful, I must say. I’ll do one again sometime.

On the way back home we decided we’d make the obiligatory visit to the Townie and scrounged up enough change to buy a few more drinks there and even have a slight flutter on the poker machines. We won nothing and the only thing of note that palmy earned was a big wet patch on his pants after spilling some of his beer. When we sat down again at the main bar we were unfortunate enough to enter a conversation with an old guy who was missing his middle and ring finger on his right hand so that he looked he was constantly “throwing up the horns”. He kept going on (tongue-in-cheek) about how metal he was because of it and explained that he had them chopped off from a metal press. Everything about this guy was clearly hardcore, so we tried to get him to leave us alone as soon as possible.

Somehow we started mucking around and abusing another woman sitting a few tables away for being soft, right before they turned the lights on and kicked us out. Nothing much of interest occurred in the dialogue, just a lot of name calling, so I don’t recall much of it.

Having decided that the night had not been random enough to qualify as a “Good Random Night” we jumped the fence of the local church and found a hole in the back fence which allowed us to slide down into the schoolgrounds. Fortunately we managed to get under this fence without ripping the living shit out of our clothes or faces. It was kind of fun, pretending we were commandos as we stalked around and trespassed. There was one staircase we jumped off for fun as it was easier than climbing the fence next to it. The drop was about 3 metres but there was a nice, soft flowerbed underneath for us to fall into. So comfy.

As we walked out to the back streets behind the school we found a playground, full of swings and see-saws and slides. This is one of the best things you could ever find at 4am when you’re drunk. We spent some time in there giggling like schoolgirls and having the time of our lives until we began singing Bohemian Rhapsody (since we couldn’t think of any other song that we’d know the words to) whilst bouncing on the see-saw and someone screamed from their front door “SHUT THE FUCK UP”. In horror, we tried to bolt back up the road. Instead, palmy stacked it and ripped his pants along with the skin on his elbow and knee. It was funny.

It was only a few more fence hops to get home but thankfully I got to demonstrate my resourcefulness by using a stray iron bar as a support in order to jump over a barbed wire fence. I think we fell asleep around 5:30am. No, not together. Valentine’s day was over.

Wednesday:

I went to work then went home.

Thursday:

I was booked in to help out Benecke’s mum with the Ravenswood girls again for this website project they’d been working on. I managed to get it finished for them, with their help of course. It was six girls from year six all writing a little piece on new technologies and how they can be utilised as learning tools. They also drew cute little pictures to accompany each page. It was nice to help them all out and it reminded me a little of when I was doing kindergarten teaching for work experience in year 10.Doing something charitable wasn’t the only reason I felt good that day. Mrs Benecke gave me a bottle of wine and Kahlua as a thank you, too. What a nice lady.

That afternoon Lloyd came around and we hit up the white russians, drinking them out of pint glasses. We watched Alien vs Predator and then Cube immediately afterwards as I knew he’d love it (which he did). We spent the rest of the evening just chilling out and webcamming to everyone that would bother watching drunk people act like idiots.

Later on, Ross, Joel and palmy all turned up one way or another and we continued doing whatever we did. Ross gave me a bottle of Coke Zero. I still have it here to fawn over. Joel brought his pots and pans over and started cooking yet another curry (on our stove). It was very spicy but not particularly tasty. I still ate some of it. palmy just played soccer.

I fell asleep at about 2:30am due to exhaustion from getting up way too early that morning.

Friday:

Ross left early in the morning because he’s soft then was disappointed to find out that we were all up by 10:30am. Joel had already gone home during the night and Lloyd was fretting about getting home to do lame shit before he returned to the city to watch a Swans match. He stayed for a while before he fled to watch a couple of episodes of Prison Break while we failed multiple times to burn the episodes onto a DVD for him. After about 6 attempts we finally found out that one file was corrupted and it was completely ruining any attempt to write them onto a disc. Finally we got it happening and we were done.palmy and I walked up to Corelli’s for breakfast after Lloyd left. He paid. :D

That night I went to work and was rather bored then went home to see mum. Dad had already left for the shack with some friends for a good old boys’ weekend. Mum was glad to see me, since she’d just gotten a year older and all. We watched half of season two of Arrested Development together as she needed to catch up in order to see season 3, of course!

Mum also introduced me to the stray cat she’s taken aboard at least temporarily. A very cute young cat that had been hiding under the trailer in the front yard for a few weeks (no, not a caravan). She had named her “Lovey”. She has a microchip that we got the vet next door to scan (very convenient) and he’s going to find out who she belongs to. Mum wants to keep her and I don’t blame her. Cats rock. Even Salesi isn’t too bad around her, considering he’s never had any other cat to share his space with. Still, we’ll see.

Saturday:

I turned up late for work (again) and bummed around with palmy, whinging about how hot it was. Another lazy shift saw us return back to the flat and attempt to psyche ourselves up for going to Vortex later in the evening. Our bank accounts psyched us out, so we stayed in and got a takeaway and finished off the last of the vodka from Thursday night with (you guessed it) more white russians. It was a similar string of proceedings to those of Thursday night, except that we stood on the benches on the balcony for a while practising dance moves by the Hinoi team, to the Hinoi team.At some early morning hour we gave Heli and Krista a phone call because we were drunk enough to forget about the cost. palmy and I spent about an hour on webcam laughing as I sent the funniest/most offensive random pictures I could find from my 4chan folder across MSN. There’s nothing quite like hearing the satisfying cry of a man shrieking “what the fuck? That’s a cock!” in the background when you’re talking to people on the phone.

Sunday:

I woke up and started writing all of this as Heli demanded I have an update before 1pm. I just realised they’re an hour behind me so it makes sense that she’s not online yet at 1:23pm local time. I thought I was just getting a lucky break. Woohoo! Still, I would have preferred another hour of lying around doing nothing, as usual.Later on Kat is meant to be dropping round on her way back from wherever the hell she is down south. Speaking of down south, she had some interesting things to say on the phone earlier but there’s no need to mention anything here. Apparently a band is playing at the Sandringham tonight that another friend of ours from work is associated with (by going out with one of the members, I think), so we’ll probably check that out before netball at 8pm.

It’s weird having a day planned out like that. I’m certainly not used to it.

Consumer.

I bought a man bag. Well it’s more a unisex bag. I think. I don’t know. Crumpler’s bags sure as hell didn’t cut it.

Do you like it?That’s the colour I picked, too. It’s from Manhattan Portage but I bought it from Karmaloop with an online coupon, so I saved about 13% of the overall price, shipping included. Not so bad.

I looked up the Australian Converse site, but the pricks don’t have their products section working until December. Great marketing strategy there. Unfortunately, the US site doesn’t ship internationally, so I guess I’m going to have to check out some more shops in Sydney if I’m ever going to replace these poor red shoes.

I’m not even sure what style to get. Somebody help me decide!

High or low?

I currently own a low-cut pair. I quite like them. I still have a niggling yearning for the old school high cut ones, though. The other problem seems to be that you can’t get them in size 12 anywhere. :(

How can it be this hard?

In non-commercial news: I’ve been subpoenaed! Who would have thunk it? I’m not actually sure if I’m allowed to disclose any details. I haven’t seen the letter yet. Mum just rang me earlier today while I was browsing through a book shop on my way to get Thai for lunch today. I’ll have to check it out after work on Friday.

Uni news: My group made it in to the second round of presentations. Now we just have to impress the folks from Accenture and we’ll win $1000 each! Even though I’m over it I’ll still try for some cash.

Finally, I made some original content for my site in the guise of some horribly written game reviews and I also cleaned up the site a wee bit.

P.S. my highlight for today was buying a bottle of Jim Beam. I might take up alcoholism for a hobby, since I’m quite bored.

:O

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.

TC0.0.0

My brain is melting. I can’t keep it in a solid state long enough to continue writing these test cases for my project. Just thinking about it and having to finish it is making me feel lonely and depressed. I wish there was someone around so that I could drop all this and kill some time actually doing something fun.

I keep telling myself that it’s only a week to go. Not long. Unfortunately, time really is relative, the bastard.

At least I’ll have the chance to let my lack of hair down next Thursday night and party hard at the Winesoc ball. Then I get to wake up early and groggy and participate in my group presentation. Extremes are always fun. I just hope I wake up on the Friday. It’s actually quite irresponsible of me to go out to the ball, when I think about it. Fuck it. I’m still going.

The worst thing about my part of the project is that it’s not creative at all. Documenting anything is usually boring, unless you’re coming up with an idea and explaining how it’s going to work. I don’t even mind documenting things if I have a format to adhere to or questions to answer by doing it. Unfortunately for me, I just have to include everything I can think of no matter how mundane. To add to the insult, no one ever reads testing documentation at all. They just expect it to all be there.

My bug bite is still showing up on my arm. It’s not really that itchy any more. Only a little bit, I guess. I suppose the best way to describe it would be “it feels good if I scratch it”. There seems to be a small swollen bit of flesh underneath the skin where it was bitten. Holy crap, there’s actually two lumps! Maybe I’ve been impregnated by aggressive caterpillars. It could have been a centipede. I’m not sure.

It looked kind of like this thing but not exactly.

I really shouldn’t have scratched it again. Damn, why must it feel so good?

I can’t remember if I mentioned that /tofu/Scott bought a webcam last night. It’s kind of fun. I feel ashamed, though, as it brings me one step closer to that annoying stereotype of people on the net that I hate, especially since I somehow made myself establish MySpace and Hi5 profiles. :/

I don’t think I can ever forgive myself.

I Am A: Chaotic Good Half-Elf Fighter Mage

Alignment:
Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.

Race:
Half-Elves are a cross between a human and an elf. They are smaller, like their elven ancestors, but have a much shorter lifespan. They are sometimes looked down upon as half-breeds, but this is rare. They have both the curious drive of humans and the patience of elves.

Primary Class:
Fighters are the warriors. They use weapons to accomplish their goals. This isn’t to say that they aren’t intelligent, but that they do, in fact, believe that violence is frequently the answer.

Secondary Class:
Mages harness the magical energies for their own use. Spells, spell books, and long hours in the library are their loves. While often not physically strong, their mental talents can make up for this.

Deity:
Tymora is the Chaotic Good goddess of luck and good fortune. She is also known as Lady Luck, and also Tyche’s fair-tressed daughter. Followers of Tymora believe in the tenent that, ‘Fortune Favors the Bold,’ and will throw caution to the wind and trust to luck to work things out for the best. Tymora’s symbol is an unmarked silver disk.

Find out What D&D Character Are You?, courtesy ofNeppyMan (e-mail)

Berserk.

My latest violent addiction has been a manga titled Berserk. After playing the game based on the comic months ago on Scott’s Dreamcast, we finally managed to see the anime series. Last weekend we watched all 25 episodes back-to-back.

Unbelievably hyped up about how good it was, I spent some time trying to obtain the entire manga (comic book) series. The manga has been running since 1989 and is only up to the 30th volume out of (apparently) 50. The anime only covered volumes 4-13, so there was plenty more to catch up on.

Well, now I’m in withdrawals, as I’ve just read all of the available chapters from the 30 volumes. Now that I’m up to date, I have to wait for each release as they come. :(

Now I have to watch through Fruits Basket with Scott, too. I don’t think that one is completed either (at least the manga isn’t). Damn it, nothing I like has any closure!

It’s kind of good having some things to be following again, though. It’s only a few more weeks until Smallville starts up again, too.

It still bums me out that I have to wait for each installment. Boo.

Study?

It’s so hard to concentrate. My brain feels like it’s melting after reading the boring content database textbooks have within them. I think I’ll have a coffee.

Orgasms: a real ‘turn-off’ for women.

For women, it seems, sex is a big turn-off, reveals a brain scanning study. It shows that many areas of the brain switch off during the female orgasm – including those involved with emotion.

I liked the last paragraph.

Nice.

Click the image for more info.

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.

Quiz.

Yeah we’re on a $10 prepaid dialup plan, waiting for Telstra to process the ADSL line fault that dearest Larry submitted on my behalf last Tuesday. The things we do.

Went to a barbecue at home last night and saw David and Clare again. Actually got to speak a bit more to Clare as well, which was nice. Had plenty of food and even more sugar for the weekend. I’m going to be diabetic in the near future, I feel.

1. What did you do in 2004 that you’d never done before? Trip to the Middle East, failed to get less than a credit in my uni subjects, moved in to Newtown.

2. Did you keep your New Years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I don’t do resolutions.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? No.

4. Did anyone close to you die? No.

5. What countries did you visit? UAE; Qatar (that’s where Bahrain is, right?), although it was just the airport; Oman and Singapore.

6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004? An erection. LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLno. Maybe an ADSL line in the flat at Newtown. An IT job instead of data-entry would be nice too. Perhaps the knowledge of my graduation and an invite to honours as well, just for fun.

7. What dates from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory? Etched sounds more much dramatic than it is. Just boring things.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Cruising through uni part-time for a year and actually doing pretty well compared to the amount of effort I put in.

9. What was your biggest failure? Being .1 off a distinction average for my uni subjects… But that’s ok I can try and make up for it when I do the rest of 3rd year next year… Whee.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Still got RSI plus all my other niggling ailments.

11. What was the best thing you bought? Maybe my new PC. Or my Troma movies. Or TISM stuff.

12. Whose behaviour merited celebration? Whatever.

13. Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed? Not seeing Al and Benecke’s cocks at my housewarming.

14. Where did most of your money go? PC, DVDs, miscellaneous.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Spider-Man 2.

16. What song/album will always remind you of 2004? Nothing, really.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? Happier.
ii. thinner or fatter? Thinner.
iii. richer or poorer? Poorer today, maybe, richer soon.

18. What do you wish you’d done more of? Winning, sleeping.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of? Losing, working.

20. How will you be spending Christmas? Same way I spend every Christmas, hanging around Bev’s for a barbecue and being a little bored.

22. Did you fall in love in 2004? I AM TAKEN KTHX.

23. How many one night stands in this last year? 0.

24. What was your favorite TV program? Smallville’s the only thing I really follow, but there’s other shows I like/would like more if I bothered watching them.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? No.

26. What was the best book you read? I never read enough. :(

27. What was your greatest musical discovery? Why listen to music when you can listen to TISM?

28. What did you want and get? Spider-Man 2.

29. What did you want and not get? Dresden Dolls tickets. hehe

30. What was your favourite film of this year? Spider-Man 2, a few others. I like lots of movies.

31. What did you do on your birthday? Worked. Just like my 18th. Vanessa gave me an Oporto chip, though.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Making MEGABUCKS.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004? Fashion?

34. What kept you sane? Procrastinating.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you like the most? Die.

36. What political issue stirred you the most? All the elections, the war, Honi Soit vs the Union Recorder (or not).

37. Who did you miss? Flare. hehe

38. Who was the best new person you met? Dunno.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004. Lemon gelato wins hearts.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year. If you’re ugly, forget it.

Retro.

Just watched the Breakfast Club with Lou. She hadn’t seen it before and I haven’t watched it in years. It’s so good. :) I was born about 18 years too late, I missed my cultural prime. :(

What else should I mention? Hmm. Looks like Dubya got re-elected. I was expecting it anyway, so I guess I was braced for a bit of disappointment. I hear that Hillary (?Hilary) Clinton is keen on running as the Democrats leader for the new election… Can’t wait to watch that!

Gotta lend one of my textbooks to a guy from uni tomorrow. He wants to photocopy it all so he doesn’t have to buy the book. Hope he gets it back to me swiftly! Otherwise I wont have to feel bad about not studying until the day before the exam. Wee-hoo.

Yesterday I went out to some furniture park near dad’s work in the western suburbs with my parents. Bought some new furniture (el-cheapo to moderately priced) for the flat. Only a few weeks until the big move! :o It should be fun. Hope everything we bought fits in the place and also suits the place. I’m having a minor dilemma in that I can’t find a decent red or maroon-y bedspread anywhere. :(

Mum and dad also said we should be able to pick up a second remote for the garage, so I can more easily attempt to ninja a spot in there (we have a feeling a lot of the spots aren’t being used at all). By the way, tofu/’s the one moving in with me. What an unveiling! He’s getting our assigned car park as he’s most likely to have a new(ish) car by the time we move in.

I worked out I only need to slightly extend my hours at work each week in order to relatively comfortably provide for myself during semester. That means I can probably chuck an extra few shifts in just for “fun” over the holidays and save up a bit more anyway. I’ll see how I go.

My video card is still playing up. Little shit. Purple bars and all. says it’s probably the on-card memory. I don’t know shit about PC hardware in the greater scheme of things so I’ll take his word for it. Tried to talk dad in to getting the guys at PlusCorp to swap it for me… Hopefully he will.

The end.