I am Jedi!
Yeah, If you are wondering where I have gone, these are the events of the past few days.
I bought a new TV which is now in my room - $700 (Panasonic 68cm)
I bought a new X-box so I finally have something fun to do in bed that ends with 'x' - $250
I purchased "Star Wars - Knights of the Old Republic" for my brand new X-box.
That game is brain blisteringly addictive. I mean, I have had the thing three days and have already logged 14 hours of gametime. This means that I am reverting to my old gamer ways.
I dont know if that is a path I want to go down again.
Some fuckbag stabbed one of my tires with what looked to be a screwdriver the day after I did all my heavy spending and cost me another $100 bucks in replacement tire. Not a happy man.
Of course, thankfully I am not Betty, for he would have had an MI if anyone violated his car in such a way.
It's been a big spending week.
However,
I AM JEDI!!!!!
Went to Timewarp at Heaven on Wednesday night and had a good ol' time of it. Didnt drink much, but enjoyed it all the same.
I'm a sucker for old music and good company.
The bad beer was a letdown but cest la vie.
How are you all doing? Good? Thats good.
Drop me a line sometime.
Slackers.
Don't eat the yellow snow
Thursday, September 30, 2004
Monday, September 27, 2004
Wading in Deeper...
Well, I havent blogged in ages. Here are some things that have happened since we last spoke.
- I burned myself
- Port won a grand final.
- I slept lots
- Work was boring.
How interesting is life? I worked another super Friday Saturday Sunday run meaning I had no weekend at all. Next Saturday however, I miraculously have off. So everyone is coming into the city and partaying hearty. Right?
Right?
Ah, screw you all.
I feel like I have uni work to do, when in reality, I dont. *shrug*
Longer Letter Later
(its fun to alliterate!)
Well, I havent blogged in ages. Here are some things that have happened since we last spoke.
- I burned myself
- Port won a grand final.
- I slept lots
- Work was boring.
How interesting is life? I worked another super Friday Saturday Sunday run meaning I had no weekend at all. Next Saturday however, I miraculously have off. So everyone is coming into the city and partaying hearty. Right?
Right?
Ah, screw you all.
I feel like I have uni work to do, when in reality, I dont. *shrug*
Longer Letter Later
(its fun to alliterate!)
Thursday, September 23, 2004
I like rusty spoons....
Ok, I have seen some whacked out shit in my time.
I read about serial killings for fun, I watch SBS and frequent the internet's seedy underbelly.
But my friends, THIS is the single scariest and most disturbing thing I have seen.
and yes... OH GOD there are disturbing sequels.
Part 2
Part 3
All of them are scary. They gave Marty nightmares.
Cudos to their creator!
Uhm, watch the load time, It could be a little long.
Before I leave, I must caress this rusty kettle.....
mmmmmmmm
Ok, I have seen some whacked out shit in my time.
I read about serial killings for fun, I watch SBS and frequent the internet's seedy underbelly.
But my friends, THIS is the single scariest and most disturbing thing I have seen.
and yes... OH GOD there are disturbing sequels.
Part 2
Part 3
All of them are scary. They gave Marty nightmares.
Cudos to their creator!
Uhm, watch the load time, It could be a little long.
Before I leave, I must caress this rusty kettle.....
mmmmmmmm
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Forget about the notion that your emotions can be swept away...
I would say that I am so bored I am mass posting. But that would be a HEINOUS LIE.
Acutally, its just that after long periods of inactivity, I feel guilty to the blogging community if I don't update.
Actually, fuck the community, I think I do this crap more for my own peace of mind than the fact that I have fans.
The fans are just gravy. Love you guys.
Urgh, I am in the mood to ramble on and on about something but dont actually have anything to ramble on and on about.
Have you all seen "The Butterfly Effect"?
Its a fucking good movie. I suggest you see it. I like the notion behind it.
Ah, Stop me from talking.
Bed time now.
Nick go sleepy sleep.
I would say that I am so bored I am mass posting. But that would be a HEINOUS LIE.
Acutally, its just that after long periods of inactivity, I feel guilty to the blogging community if I don't update.
Actually, fuck the community, I think I do this crap more for my own peace of mind than the fact that I have fans.
The fans are just gravy. Love you guys.
Urgh, I am in the mood to ramble on and on about something but dont actually have anything to ramble on and on about.
Have you all seen "The Butterfly Effect"?
Its a fucking good movie. I suggest you see it. I like the notion behind it.
Ah, Stop me from talking.
Bed time now.
Nick go sleepy sleep.
Monday, September 20, 2004
I am Ziggy Stardust!!
I know, It seems strange. But it's true. Look at the evidence.
Ok,
1) I play guitar! So does Ziggy.
2) I "play it left hand"-ed
3) I am certainly a special man. (Ask anyone, I even ride a small bus to school)
4) I am very much like 'some cat from Japan'
5) I definately have screwed up eyes.
6) 'Well hung and snow white tan'. TRUE!
7)'Making love with his ego' DOUBLE TRUE!
8) Don't even ask about my 'god given ass'
9) I often rely on the beer light to guide me and my friends places.
and finally,
10) I have pet spiders from Mars! They are called Bitey, Angry, Yellow and Bitey.
Irrefutable proof that David Bowie wrote the song Ziggy Stardust about me.
The man is a psychic.
I know, It seems strange. But it's true. Look at the evidence.
Ziggy played guitar,
jamming good with Weird and Gilly
And the spiders from Mars.
He played it left hand,
But made it too far,
Became the special man,
then we were Ziggy's band.
Ziggy really sang,
screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan,
he could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
Came on so loaded man,
well hung and snow white tan.
So where were the spiders
while the fly tried to break our bones
Just the beer light to guide us,
So we bitched about his fans and
should we crush his sweet hands?
Ziggy played for time,
Jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids were just crass,
he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but
boy could he play guitar.
Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
I had to break up the band.
Ziggy played gui...tar
David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust
Ok,
1) I play guitar! So does Ziggy.
2) I "play it left hand"-ed
3) I am certainly a special man. (Ask anyone, I even ride a small bus to school)
4) I am very much like 'some cat from Japan'
5) I definately have screwed up eyes.
6) 'Well hung and snow white tan'. TRUE!
7)'Making love with his ego' DOUBLE TRUE!
8) Don't even ask about my 'god given ass'
9) I often rely on the beer light to guide me and my friends places.
and finally,
10) I have pet spiders from Mars! They are called Bitey, Angry, Yellow and Bitey.
Irrefutable proof that David Bowie wrote the song Ziggy Stardust about me.
The man is a psychic.
Seek Up
Catch up on the events of the last week.
Couple of people know that my grandma (eg, my mother's mother) was taken into hospital after we discovered her on her bathroom floor. We suspect she was there for anywhere between 2 and 8 hours. Initial diagnosis suggested that she had had a stroke and hit her head. Doctors predicted inevitable renal failure and a 50-50 chance she would survive. Well, they were wrong and she was ok, but early Saturday morning she DID have a stroke. Saturday morning doctors said she had about a 30% chance of survival and if she did survive, she would be paralysed down her left side.
That theory went straight out the window when she regained conciousness and started moving. Monday morning she was able to walk and shows no signs of paralysis.
So pretty much all we know is that she is in hospital and will be for anywhere beyond 4 weeks.
My grandpa has Altzheimers, so he is incapable of looking after himself as my grandma is his primary carer. Which pretty much means that he is staying with us for a while. It means that I have to brush up on what little Ukrainian I do know, because sometimes he forgets and reverts to his first language.
Hopefully all will turn out fine.
I worked all weekend, Saturday night close, which, is my first of three. Two more to come.
Sunday night, the Assistant Manager decided to test the shatterproofness of the shatter proof fluro tubes, Only to discover that they were not shatterproof at all.
There is also now a list of preferred and un-preferred customers for us drivers. Divided into categories you have "Lookers", "Tippers" and "Assholes" which are all fairly self explanitory.
Marty and I spent Sunday night blowing stuff up. 'Stuff' including a house brick, an improvised powder bomb and a soccer ball that sounded kinda cool. Mmmm, Destruction. Every little boy's perverted fantasy.
Hey, Who loves Dave Matthews?
Sometimes I feel like I'm falling
Fall back again, fall back again,
Fall back again, fall back again
Oh, life it seems a struggle between
What we think what we see
I'm not going to change my ways
Just to please you or appease you
Inside a crowd, five billion proud
Willing to punch it out
Right, wrong, weak, strong
Ashes to ashes all fall down
Look around about this round
About this merry-go-round around
If at all God's gaze upon us fall
His mischievous grin, look at him
Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Our emotions can be swept away
Forget about being guilty,
We are innocent instead
For soon we will all find our lives swept away
Sit awhile with TV's hungry child
Big belly swelled
Oh, for a price of a coke or a smoke
Keep alive those hungy eyes
Take a look at me, what you see in me,
Mirror look at me
Face it all, face it all again
Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that your emotions can be
Wept away, kept at bay
Forget about being guilty, I am innocent instead
For soon we will all find our lives swept away
You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you, the devil's not
Going--ha, ha
Say, say
Look at me in my fancy car
And my bank account
Oh, how I wish I could take it all down
Into my grave, I'd save
Take a look again, take a look again,
Take a look again
Everyday things change...stay the same
Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Your emotions can be swept away
Intentions are not wicked,
Don't be tricked into thinking so
Soon we will all find our lives swept away
You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you,
The devil's not going - ha, ha
Fall back again, fall back again, fall back again
Dave Matthews Band - Seek Up
Download it. Now. *cough* legally.
That's all for now kids.
Catch up on the events of the last week.
Couple of people know that my grandma (eg, my mother's mother) was taken into hospital after we discovered her on her bathroom floor. We suspect she was there for anywhere between 2 and 8 hours. Initial diagnosis suggested that she had had a stroke and hit her head. Doctors predicted inevitable renal failure and a 50-50 chance she would survive. Well, they were wrong and she was ok, but early Saturday morning she DID have a stroke. Saturday morning doctors said she had about a 30% chance of survival and if she did survive, she would be paralysed down her left side.
That theory went straight out the window when she regained conciousness and started moving. Monday morning she was able to walk and shows no signs of paralysis.
So pretty much all we know is that she is in hospital and will be for anywhere beyond 4 weeks.
My grandpa has Altzheimers, so he is incapable of looking after himself as my grandma is his primary carer. Which pretty much means that he is staying with us for a while. It means that I have to brush up on what little Ukrainian I do know, because sometimes he forgets and reverts to his first language.
Hopefully all will turn out fine.
I worked all weekend, Saturday night close, which, is my first of three. Two more to come.
Sunday night, the Assistant Manager decided to test the shatterproofness of the shatter proof fluro tubes, Only to discover that they were not shatterproof at all.
There is also now a list of preferred and un-preferred customers for us drivers. Divided into categories you have "Lookers", "Tippers" and "Assholes" which are all fairly self explanitory.
Marty and I spent Sunday night blowing stuff up. 'Stuff' including a house brick, an improvised powder bomb and a soccer ball that sounded kinda cool. Mmmm, Destruction. Every little boy's perverted fantasy.
Hey, Who loves Dave Matthews?
Sometimes I feel like I'm falling
Fall back again, fall back again,
Fall back again, fall back again
Oh, life it seems a struggle between
What we think what we see
I'm not going to change my ways
Just to please you or appease you
Inside a crowd, five billion proud
Willing to punch it out
Right, wrong, weak, strong
Ashes to ashes all fall down
Look around about this round
About this merry-go-round around
If at all God's gaze upon us fall
His mischievous grin, look at him
Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Our emotions can be swept away
Forget about being guilty,
We are innocent instead
For soon we will all find our lives swept away
Sit awhile with TV's hungry child
Big belly swelled
Oh, for a price of a coke or a smoke
Keep alive those hungy eyes
Take a look at me, what you see in me,
Mirror look at me
Face it all, face it all again
Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that your emotions can be
Wept away, kept at bay
Forget about being guilty, I am innocent instead
For soon we will all find our lives swept away
You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you, the devil's not
Going--ha, ha
Say, say
Look at me in my fancy car
And my bank account
Oh, how I wish I could take it all down
Into my grave, I'd save
Take a look again, take a look again,
Take a look again
Everyday things change...stay the same
Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Your emotions can be swept away
Intentions are not wicked,
Don't be tricked into thinking so
Soon we will all find our lives swept away
You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you,
The devil's not going - ha, ha
Fall back again, fall back again, fall back again
Dave Matthews Band - Seek Up
Download it. Now. *cough* legally.
That's all for now kids.
Bored.
Bored Bored Bored.
Welcome A-bored.
I came, I saw, I bored.
All A-bored.
Man today is boring!
Bored Bored Bored.
Welcome A-bored.
I came, I saw, I bored.
All A-bored.
Man today is boring!
Monday, September 13, 2004
Excuse me please, One more drink, Could you make it strong 'cause I don't need to think
Wow, I'm sore. First off. The last week has shown several birthdays.
Randell and Francesca on the 6th
Dazza and Erin on the 9th.
Shout outs to all of them. Hope you had a good one guys.
Randell had a kinky do at his house to celebrate this Saturday. I drank plenty. Mmm, beer.
I also took some part in the "tequila suicides" (Snort the salt, take the drink, squirt lemon in your eye) however I refused to snort salt. We didnt even have tequila, we had Scotch. Worst idea ever.
The night ended with "Dude, Where's my car" as I fell asleep on Sam's demented sofa of doom, which pretty much always assures you of a bad back, neck and legs in the morning. Lots of fun though.
12th of September is a big day. Johnny Cash died a year a go. Peace out to the original man in Black.
Other than that, Uni terms are winding down and hence a lot of work has had to be done. I had to make a poster! Damnit! A poster! What kind of Uni assignment is that! It was Biology though. So I guess that explains it.
OMG!!!! LOL!!! I like sparkles! Lets put some on my super scientific poster!! LOL!!!!
grrrrrr, Anger.
Anyway, this song kicks ass in a "This song is so good and I identify with it so well that I wish I had written it" sort of way.
Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight
It's 2 am - I'm drunk again it's heavy on my mind
I could never love again so much as I love you
Where you end where I begin is like a river going through
Take my eyes take my heart I need them no more
If never again they fall upon the one I so adore
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One drink to remember then another to forget
How could I ever dream to find sweet love like you again
One drink to remember and another to forget
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One more drink and I'll be gone
You think of things impossible and the sun refuse to shine
I woke with you beside me your cold hand lay in mine
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll go
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One more drink and I'll be gone
One more drink my Grace is gone
Dave Matthews Band - Grace is gone
Wow, I'm sore. First off. The last week has shown several birthdays.
Randell and Francesca on the 6th
Dazza and Erin on the 9th.
Shout outs to all of them. Hope you had a good one guys.
Randell had a kinky do at his house to celebrate this Saturday. I drank plenty. Mmm, beer.
I also took some part in the "tequila suicides" (Snort the salt, take the drink, squirt lemon in your eye) however I refused to snort salt. We didnt even have tequila, we had Scotch. Worst idea ever.
The night ended with "Dude, Where's my car" as I fell asleep on Sam's demented sofa of doom, which pretty much always assures you of a bad back, neck and legs in the morning. Lots of fun though.
12th of September is a big day. Johnny Cash died a year a go. Peace out to the original man in Black.
Other than that, Uni terms are winding down and hence a lot of work has had to be done. I had to make a poster! Damnit! A poster! What kind of Uni assignment is that! It was Biology though. So I guess that explains it.
OMG!!!! LOL!!! I like sparkles! Lets put some on my super scientific poster!! LOL!!!!
grrrrrr, Anger.
Anyway, this song kicks ass in a "This song is so good and I identify with it so well that I wish I had written it" sort of way.
Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight
It's 2 am - I'm drunk again it's heavy on my mind
I could never love again so much as I love you
Where you end where I begin is like a river going through
Take my eyes take my heart I need them no more
If never again they fall upon the one I so adore
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One drink to remember then another to forget
How could I ever dream to find sweet love like you again
One drink to remember and another to forget
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One more drink and I'll be gone
You think of things impossible and the sun refuse to shine
I woke with you beside me your cold hand lay in mine
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll go
Excuse me please one more drink
Could make it strong cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart my Grace is gone
One more drink and I'll move on
One more drink and I'll be gone
One more drink my Grace is gone
Dave Matthews Band - Grace is gone
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
If you treat me like a dog...
Conversation I overheard at uni today...
Dude 1: *Innane Chatter*
Dude 2: *Innane Chatter* Oh, later on this afternoon, I have to drop something at the mail box...
Angry Stupid Eavesdropping feminist: Why is everything instantly male! Where is the equality! Why does it have to be a male-box! I think that... (trails off, realising that she is very dumb and is about to be owned)
Dude 2: Uhm, Its called a mailbox because you put mail in it. It doesn't have a gender. Damn eavesdropping feminist.
Nick: *Pisses himself with riotous laughter*
Yes, Feminism is rife at my university. I have nothing against it. I am all for equality. However I will still laugh at sexist jokes and still roll my eyes at people who are that hardcore into it. Simple as that.
Conversation I overheard at uni today...
Dude 1: *Innane Chatter*
Dude 2: *Innane Chatter* Oh, later on this afternoon, I have to drop something at the mail box...
Angry Stupid Eavesdropping feminist: Why is everything instantly male! Where is the equality! Why does it have to be a male-box! I think that... (trails off, realising that she is very dumb and is about to be owned)
Dude 2: Uhm, Its called a mailbox because you put mail in it. It doesn't have a gender. Damn eavesdropping feminist.
Nick: *Pisses himself with riotous laughter*
Yes, Feminism is rife at my university. I have nothing against it. I am all for equality. However I will still laugh at sexist jokes and still roll my eyes at people who are that hardcore into it. Simple as that.
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Come with me if you want to live.
So, everyone out there has seen Terminator 2: Judgement Day right?
We all know the high security lockdown area of the asylum in which Sarah Conner is interred yes?
Adelaide has one such facility; The Greenhill Ward of Glenside mental health facility. Lockdown ward. That is where the criminally insane are interred.
The nurses there like to order pizza.
I'll say this, at least it was still light when I had to deliver there. Last time it was dark and I got poop-raped by the security guards for driving around too much.
Anyway, I am sitting here eating tiramisu with a long spoon and staring at the seemingly impossibly large pile of work I have to do before I can go to sleep.
However, all I can seem to think about is how much marsala is in this. Mmmm, fortified wine-y.
This weekend I worked, Watched "Orgasmo", watched "Starsky and Hutch", drooled at Amy Smart, Cried about the Saints loss, Worked some more, Went to Rob McBeath's 21st, Drank some beer and slept on a floor.
21st was fun; free booze, food, pinball and foozeball! The Jukebox was also exciting.
I think I am so tired that my brain has gone into laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag mode.
Randell turns 19 tomorrow. Big shout out to the man!
The tiramisu is gone and the work is still there.
Fuck.
Everyone should go here.
It's my cousins T-shirt site. Buy some bitchin' tees, (As seen on Nick Dubois on "My Restaurant Rules")
I'm out!
Jesus!
Where?
So, everyone out there has seen Terminator 2: Judgement Day right?
We all know the high security lockdown area of the asylum in which Sarah Conner is interred yes?
Adelaide has one such facility; The Greenhill Ward of Glenside mental health facility. Lockdown ward. That is where the criminally insane are interred.
The nurses there like to order pizza.
I'll say this, at least it was still light when I had to deliver there. Last time it was dark and I got poop-raped by the security guards for driving around too much.
Anyway, I am sitting here eating tiramisu with a long spoon and staring at the seemingly impossibly large pile of work I have to do before I can go to sleep.
However, all I can seem to think about is how much marsala is in this. Mmmm, fortified wine-y.
This weekend I worked, Watched "Orgasmo", watched "Starsky and Hutch", drooled at Amy Smart, Cried about the Saints loss, Worked some more, Went to Rob McBeath's 21st, Drank some beer and slept on a floor.
21st was fun; free booze, food, pinball and foozeball! The Jukebox was also exciting.
I think I am so tired that my brain has gone into laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag mode.
Randell turns 19 tomorrow. Big shout out to the man!
The tiramisu is gone and the work is still there.
Fuck.
Everyone should go here.
It's my cousins T-shirt site. Buy some bitchin' tees, (As seen on Nick Dubois on "My Restaurant Rules")
I'm out!
Jesus!
Where?
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Infinite happiness
Now that channel 7 is done with the Olympics, they are trying to make it up to me by putting on shows that I like late at night. We are talking Alias, Old school X-files and the like.
Yes kids, OLD SCHOOL X-files. Before they involved the T-1000 and subsequently got shit.
Thats not to say I have anything against Robert Patrick. I'm sure he is a top bloke.
It is generally accepted thought that X-Files episodes after about Season 6 start to become rediculously unwatchable due to the contraversial scriptwriting.
Im a recovering X-Phile, Sue me.
Cliff note: 'Phile' is derived from the Greek word for 'love'.
Chocolate milk is good for you.
Goodnight.
Now that channel 7 is done with the Olympics, they are trying to make it up to me by putting on shows that I like late at night. We are talking Alias, Old school X-files and the like.
Yes kids, OLD SCHOOL X-files. Before they involved the T-1000 and subsequently got shit.
Thats not to say I have anything against Robert Patrick. I'm sure he is a top bloke.
It is generally accepted thought that X-Files episodes after about Season 6 start to become rediculously unwatchable due to the contraversial scriptwriting.
Im a recovering X-Phile, Sue me.
Cliff note: 'Phile' is derived from the Greek word for 'love'.
Chocolate milk is good for you.
Goodnight.