Wait until I come and I'll take your soul....
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
Lonely two chicken eyes open and staring up at me
Only two lonely eyes, so rare and raging...
Wind it would a come and she would leave you
Wind it would a come and she would go
Wind it would a come and she would leave you
Wind it would a come and she would go
Watchit man, leave it where you lie
I come for you, a-lightly, I suck up into your mind
We'll leave it all behind I selling you a lonely, I march up into your eyes
Lonely two chicken eyes
Open and staring up at me...
Wait until my momma gonna see me with a you
Take a good look, momma, gonna see me with a you
Take a good look, mama, let me tell you well my momma said "Lie..."
Hey man watch it where you lie, i come into your psyche
You're sleeping - I'm in your mind filled waiting on desire
I was hoping we'd be lonely
I suck up into your...
Why do you run around here
To ask why do you run around me
To ask why do you run around here
Ask why, then, why, then,
ask you silly fuck
I'm going away
Why this lonely, why this lonely
Why this lonely love
Why this lonely, why this lonely
Why this lonely love for me...
Carry on, carry on, carry on
Carry on, carry on, carry on I will forget
Tell me are you satisfied with fucking?
Don't walk away
Don't walk away
Don't walk away
I'm talking to...
Lovey don't
Lovey dove
Lovey dove
Lovey dove
Loving, I'll see you
Love, love, love
Love him, I see you
Love, love, love
Love him - up to you.
Lonely love...
- Halloween, Dave Matthews Band
I picked up some extra shifts this week to make up some money for my car.
My uncle turned 70 yesterday. Yes, My uncle is 70. He has a daughter who is 46. (No relation)
It was fun.
Marty and I watched some crazy American football. It was also fun, until it was boring.
I will update more when I am not in such a goddamn hurry!
Caroline Update.
Nick's car, Caroline, is fine and dandy again. The predicted insanely high cost of repairs wound up being around the $750 dollar mark as oppose to double that. Which is something to be thankful for.
I can drive around now and she doesn't make that odd squealing noise when I brake!
So all is well.
This meant I could work last night. In typical fashion, it only really got busy as I was due to clock off, meaning I hung round for an extra half hour or so to help keep things under control.
Working tonight, Sunday night, and Tuesday! Studying for the rest of the week, Lather! RINSE! Repeat!
Being the geeky little fan boy I am, my tummy got all a-flutter when I realised Halo 2 is out in like, a week and a half.
It comes out on the 9th, my first exam is on the 14th.
That only leaves me 5 full days to play it before I have to leave my house to do something!
Bugger.
Or I could spend that time learning....
You know what is really really sharp?
Small ragged shards of guitar pick.
Especially when you are chewing on said guitar pick and a small ragged shard falls off and you accidentally inhale/swallow it.
Can anyone out there say "Internal Bleeding"?
So much for a pain free end to October.
Lessons In Pain
Ow. I am teh sore.
Between the hot (VERY VERY HOT) oil burn I sustained to about 20% of my left hand at work, and the splitting headache I have had since I woke up, today has been an all new lesson in pain.
Needless to say I am still maintaining the sore throat/cough/cold/feeling like shit illness that has plagued me for the last week or so.
October has not been my month.
Hopefully nothing fatal will happen in the next 6 days and I can leave October behind until next year.
November is looking not much better, what with most of it bound to be occupied by studying and exams and then more studying and more exams. Though, once that is over, bring on the December-February Summer break.
I love my summer. If it were my child I would stroke it's head lovingly, in a caring, and not at all paedofilic manner.
Regardless, the lesson in pain continued when I had to remove $500 from my bank account to half-cover the cost of my car repairs.
*Whimper*
No idea how much it is ACTUALLY going to cost yet, but I am hopeful it will be less than a grand.
The car dude rang me this afternoon and fumbled around trying to talk me around with technical terms before demonstrating his own incompetence.
Dude: Blah blah, car word, blah blah car word.
Me: Yes, I know. What is your point.
Dude: Well, Blah blah blah...
Me: Your point...
Dude: *Sigh* we ordered the wrong parts.
Me: In other words, I won't be getting my car back as promised.
Dude: No, but tomorrow, we swear!
The last week has just been one long rollercoaster ride of pain and annoyance.
Ill think of it as some sort of cosmic test that is meant to better me in some way.
My Car's name is Caroline...
Why is my cars name Caroline?
BECAUSE IT IS A GIGANTIC WHORE!!!!
Thankyou Mr. Neil Diamond.
Anyway, The story goes that Friday night at work, I was coming back from delivery and was driving up Greenhill road in peak hour traffic. When, we begin to hear an angry grinding thumping noise. I am in the middle lane, I think "I probably should stop now" but the other fucktards wouldnt let me get over to the left hand side of the road. So, I go; "well, fuck that, Ill just limp it slowly back to work." This I do. I then get the all knowing one (AKA Assistant Manager Matt) to look at it to try to work out what is wrong.
Diagnosis? Pulped front wheel bearings, destroyed wheel hub.
What followed was a call to the RAA....
RAA Woman: Hello, RAA Roadside assistance how can I help you?
Me: Yes, I have done substantial damage to my car, the front right wheel bearings are pulped, I cannot drive it. I am going to require a tow.
RAA Woman: Well what we will do is send a unit out first before we send a tow truck.
Me: Uhm, I already know whats wrong with the car, could you just send a tow?
RAA Woman: Sorry, now I will have to get your details....
40 Minutes later...
The roadside unit arrives.
RAA unit guy: What seems to be the problem buddy.
Me: My front right wheel bearings are pulped, the hub is damaged, I cannot drive it. I will require a tow.
RAA Unit guy: *looks at tyre*
RAA Unit guy: Well, your front right wheel bearings are pulped, looks like the hub is damaged. You won't be able to drive that one. You're going to be needing a tow.
Me: What am I a fucking jedi now? You think this is some sort of mind trick? That I am using the force to get you to agree with me? You fucktards! I told the woman on the phone that, AND I told you that! What did they send you out here for? To scratch your ass and look like you are actually doing some work? Goddamnit.
RAA Unit guy: Where do you want that towed to?
Me: *Sigh* Get it to Unley road.
So later still my car was hauled away and towed off to be repaired.
Best estimate of the damage is somewhere between $700 and $1500.
So, Without a car, I can't make money, and without making money, I cant pay for my car.
Catch 22.
They needed an extra driver so badly last night (Saturday night shift, without me there would have been ONE driver on) that Ass. Manage. Matt said "Fuck this, if you can get down here, you can drive my car".
Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
Spent all night driving Ass. Manage. Matt's car around. Fun.
Doing it again tonight.
WE NEED DRIVERS THAT BADLY! SO BAD THAT EVEN WHEN WE DONT HAVE CARS WE HAVE TO WORK. FUCKING APPLY ALREADY YOU FUCKBAGS!!
Lets write them a friendly note:
Dear.... Incompetent... Jackass.
Dear every major department store,
I think I should bring to light a very important fact that you all seem to have missed when it comes to furnishing your stores.
It isn't Christmas yet, Fucktards!!!!
A seemingly obvious fact that you all seem to have overlooked.
It saddens me to see major stores adorned with Christmas decorations as soon as the Easter ones come down. If this were America, you would have to cycle through Halloween AND Thanksgiving decorations before the Christmas ones came up.
Now I know being the faceless multinational corporations that you are, you are practically packing your panties and drooling at the prospect of ever increasing Christmas revenue, but I still believe it is prudent to wait until AT LEAST mid to late November before you start unpacking the shoddy Chinese Santas that dance and sing and the plastic Christmas trees to whip shoppers into a veritable feeding frenzy.
Seeing Christmas decorations in stores in September makes me angry.
You arent going to like me when I'm angry.
Love,
Nick
Biggest Pain In My Ass Ever.
Before you get any quasi-homosexual ideas, I am talking about re-registering the car.
First they charge me extra, then they are like "Nah, your details are wrong, try again." and then they are like "Bend over, let me pillage you anally until EVERY little dollar you have earned falls out."
Also,
"Oh, we have a different engine number on file, has your engine changed recently?"
Yes yes it has
"Oh, Ok, we need that engine number"
Well, that would be the one you have on file, I'll write it on the form, what was it?
"Im sorry sir, we arent allowed to tell you that"
Uhm, its my FUCKING CAR! and engine number!
"What I will get you to do is go and get it off of your car's engine, then line up again"
RAAAAAAAAAAAGE
So that was my day. Anger at Transport SA.
Why are the lines always so long, but they only have one blind geriatric working on the counter? Beats me.
I woke up this morning and felt like shit. Blocked nose, Cotton wool filled head, Sore throat, headache etc. Rolled over and went back to sleep. Woke up 5 hours later, and got up and did stuff.
FUN!
Today was the Mercedes Year 12's
Muck Up Celebration day.
If the rumours are true, then much celebration was had.
I will be attending their big assembly tomorrow, just so I can see Principal Daw in action.
Seeya!
Drinkin' and Dancin'
Happy Birthday to Nic, who is 19 today.
Though I think I mentioned that yesterday...
Big night out last night, Much drinking.
Started at the Earl of Leicester for dinner, at which, typically, multiple giant parmi's were devoured by the crew. I strayed from tradition and had Salt and Pepper squid, Benny had a steak but we were the only two trend setters.
Bussed it from there into town, started at Mansions, caught the end of happy hour. Lost a few people on the way, Picked up some more. Finished at Mansions, headed down to the Elephant. Caught surprise gem band "Triple X" (The cover band) which I have seen a few times and they are pretty good. Stayed around there dancing and singing for a while. Tried not to trip over Birthday girl and beau; Aden and cozy new couple (?) of Randell and OTHER Nicola. By about 2 the atmosphere was wearing thin. Nic (birthday Nic) was having shoe related difficulties and thought it was time to go. Everyone staggered off their separate ways, I made it home by 3.
12 year old scotch is VERY tasty.
Once you drink it you will never go back to cheap nasty scotch.
Today, besides sitting around feeling slow, I have to work for a while.
THAT should be fun.
Remember, 8 sneezes in a row does not equal 1 orgasm.
Very true children.
Been working. That wasn't all that exciting. Boss-boy Matt looks slightly more like a thug and slightly less like a childrens cartoon character due to shorter hair. The last of the uni week has been stereotypically NOT fun. Had a band practice. Found out that Daw is related to our drummer; the infallible Drumming Dennis.
Got most of the way through writing a song, by using angsty lyrics that I penned a good 9 months ago and with Daw and myself combining brain power, it seemed to come along quite well.
I think it is about time I got a haircut myself. My hair is starting to get in my eyes and give me the le shits.
I just rang to try to get one. Engaged.
At least I am not a Marty with his "Look at me, I cut my own hair!"
Speaking of Marty: His blog is gone.
He gave me this song by William Shatner. Scary.
Ok. My hair will be cut this afternoon. 3pm. The end of a long haired era.
Still listening to Matchbox, Still can't find "Yourself or someone like you".
Tragedy.
Tonight Nic is celebrating her 19th. She doesn't turn 19 till the 17th (I think, Don't hurt me Nic, you know how I am on birthdays.)
Should be fun. Drunkedness to be had.
I will speak to all of YOU later.
I see dead people...
No, really! This morning I had human remains study, and hence, I actually did see dead people.
We got the standard talk of "have some respect, these used to be people" and "No matter how funny you think it is don't make the skulls talk" and "absolutely no boner jokes."
So, Pretty much I got to play with skeletons all morning.
The guy taking the workshop actually said to us "Ok, who here watched CSI last night? (*all hands with the exception of about 3 puzzled Archaeology degree students go up, it was a primarily Forensics lab)
He continued "Yeah, well, If you watched CSI last night, and paid attention, I have nothing more to say. Here is the worksheet. Get it done"
Skulls are cool.
I screwed the system good and proper.
I finish uni on the 25th of November. My last exam is an open book forensics.
I ... Hate... Biology.
But this was just retarded enough to get through the net.
And its been a long time between QUIZZES!
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Random Lyric-ness!
RANDOM LYRICS AHOY!
Just 3 miles from the rest stop
and she slams on the brakes
she said I tried to be, but i'm not
so could you please collect your things
But i dont want to be cold,
I dont want to be cruel
but I got to find more than whats happening with you
and if you'd open up the door
She said, While you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio and wondering what your dreaming
when it came to mind that I didnt care
and I thought hell if its over,
well I had better end it quick or I could lose my nerve'
are you listening? can you hear me?
have you forgotten?
Just 3 miles from the rest stop
and my mouths to dry to rage
the light was shining from the radio
I could barely see her face
but she knew all the words that I never had said
she knew the crumpled up promise of this broken down man
as I opened up the door, she said
While you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio and wondering what your dreaming
when it came to mind that I didnt care
and I thought, hell if its over,
then I had better end it quick or I could lose my nerve'
are you listening? can you hear me?
While you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio and wondering what your dreaming
when it came to mind that I didn't care
so I thought hell if its over,
well I had better end it quick or i could lose all my nerve'
are you listening? can you hear me?
While you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio and wondering what your dreaming
when it came to mind that I didn't care
I thought hell if its over,
well i had better end it quick or I could lose all my nerve'
are you listening? can you hear me?
Matchbox Twenty - Rest Stop
Fucking awesome song that one.
And this!!!
I thought about
Leaving - but I couldn't even get outta bed
I'm hanging 'cause I couldn't get a ride outta town
Now anyone who really wanted me to be down
Come 'round
I thought about
Singin' but I couldn't remember all of the words
Breakin' but I couldn't get the pieces apart
Laughin' never knowing what the joke was about
Now I'm down
And I wonder how I never got the Burn
And if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time
Forgot about
Everything and everyone I needed before
Tryin' to get a handle on a reason to shine
Pickin' up the pieces that are falling behind
Takes time
So I wonder how I never got the Burn
And if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time and still shine
And I wonder how I never got the Burn
And if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
All this time I wonder how I never got the Burn
And if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make the life
One strain at a time and still shine
Matchbox Twenty - The Burn
Sorry kids, sometimes I just have to share. Though, I don't do it all that often. I guess I have more recently because I have been listening to more music.
It's 4am! WTF Mate?
So sleepy. Must finish assignment first. Listen to more music. Speak in full sentences.
Oh God I am a hopeless little fanboy.
So, yesterday for no good reason at all, while I was browsing games at the EB games, I decided to put Halo 2 on pre-order. I couldnt just WAIT till it came out THEN buy it, I actually pre-ordered it.
I'm so sad.
Though the guy was trying to talk me into coming to the midnight release. I dont think I am THAT geeky just yet.
Yet...
Je n'en connais pas la fin
Howdy!
Last night in insanity land was super fun! What a night!
It was one of those quality nights that comes along every once in a while that makes you actually fear for your life.
Those nights that smell like rain yet never see it. Constant lightning, occasional thunder but other than that, completely silent. No wind. Still. Hot, Muggy, Heavy air that feels like it should be chewed before you finish inhaling. Its thick. Humid and electric air.
The moon was yellow. And there was lightning! Did I mention the lightning? Clear skies and lightning.
It was neat. Neat to say the least. I stood in my backyard for ages enjoying the night.
I didn't sleep. But does that really surprise you?
We had a moment where driving and listening to music, lighning struck and made all the streetlights flicker off, right to the beat of the song on the radio.
Spooky.
I expanded my CD collection again. More DMB - Live at Red Rocks and Busted Stuff. Some more Powderfinger (Parables for Wooden Ears, Odyessy No. 5 and their new DVD) and the Jeff Buckley "Grace" Legacy edition.
I am a sucker for good music.
Bye bye paycheck.
*sigh*
Daw turns 19 today. He is now one whole year older, wiser, amd more mature for the experience. Level Up.
I finished "Knights of the Old Republic". They claim it was good for a few months, I lasted with it for just over a week. But thats just the caliber of nerd that I have become.
I have had too much coffee this morning. Full grown African elephants can't handle this much caffine.
Dont drink energy drinks folks. They are a gateway drug. Drink too many of them and the next thing you know BAM - you're addicted to cocaine.
And besides, if you are snorting Red Bull, you probably deserve that addiction.
Nick is a crap-tastic rambling wanker. Look at him go!
This week has been a wholly Matchbox Twenty week. Listened to too much.
Though I do love a bit of the Rob Thomas. And the Kyle Cook. And the Paul Douchette. And the Adam Gaynor. And the Brian Yale.
I have the oddest feeling I have said that before...
Saying that made me want to stroke my CD collection. It has recently blossomed so much it can no longer be contained within the meagre shelving that I have for it at present. There has been spillage to other areas, and this means that I can never find anything when I want it.
For example, I just realised that my copy of Vulture Street was AWOL. So I embarked on a house/car wide search for it only to return to my seat empty handed....
I found it forty seconds later, sitting ten centimeters away from my left elbow.
I fucking hate it when that happens.
J'ai des vertiges. J'ai mal a la tete.
Now that I have found Vulture Street, I CAN'T find "Yourself or Someone like you", and I have already checked the vicinity of both elbows.
Anger leads to the dark side...
Do you feel like song lyrics?
Too Bad. I feel like giving them to you.
Man I feel like hell, come over
Be a love machine, be a friend.
Ain't no shame, feel strong for each other
Make a real true color come end to end, then
God damn. Change of pace
I think theres a piece of my heart on your
face
It's a shame to let it waste
How does it taste?
How does it taste?
Break it down in pieces, make it simple
I'm a simple man
All these things go changing like the weather
'till the weather man says
one down, gone to waste
I think there's a piece of my smile on your face
and I would like it erased
There ain't no two ways about it.
I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from down
I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from down, down.
Bring it on, Bring it on, use a lover like a cigarette
One sweet song that starts a little slow and
then goes on and on
Moves around the room in circles
Everybody wants to be you
Try to find my place up on the map
Of all the men you've been through
dig a little deeper and you'll realize
all I'm building up you're tearing down.
I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from down
I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from ...
Matchbox Twenty - Crutch
Wow! Wasn't that fun?
Ready to go again?
Heroin Gravy and Nerd Graffiti
Two things that made my day entertaining. I will start with the former and move on to the latter. Unless of course you want me to begin with the latter, thus making the latter the former and the former the latter?
First way sounds easier.
Today being Tuesday, I had lunch at uni with Daw after having gone several weeks without the famed Coopers Chicken Schnitzel meal. And damn, we were like starving starving people. I enjoyed that meal way too much.
There is nothing odd about the meal at all. It consists of chips, gravy, salad, a bread roll and a slab of chicken schnitzel. If anything, it is identical to any pub counter meal and average restaurant meal you could buy anywhere in Australia (nay, the world!) (The obvious difference being that this one costs a puny $6 to cater to the poor student faculty)
The thing is, after about 3 days without one, You start to think about them, after a week without one, all other forms of food seem to pale in comparison. You start to stay up late at night thinking about them, and then sleep and dream about them. You sweat. You shake.
You begin to cultivate the pallid appearance of a heroin addict who has gone too long without a fix.
Therefore, My theory is that the Flinders University student Union has liberally mixed heroin into the gravy making their Coopers Meal oh so addictive.
Its a conspiracy Scully...
Next point. Nerd Graffitti .
Short one, but I was visiting the bathrooms today and reading the graffitti (I didn't visit for the SOLE purpose of reading the graffitti, that was just a happy side bonus.)
Anyway, this particular graffitti was entertaining. It was above the urinal in the mens IST building (Information Tech. wing; thus the nerds). Scrawled there was what looked like either the start of a Java stream or HTML code (I wasn't nerdy enough to recognise the EXACT programming language used, just that it was a programming language, It could even have been basic for all I know.)
I assumed it was a witty payout directed at someone, due to the praise scrawled next to it.
However, Someone had come in later with a red pen and corrected the code, making notes like "syntax error line 5" and "conflict etc"
Yes, they corrected graffitti, that was nerdy in the first place.
The number of times I have wanted to correct the grammar on graffitti is amazing, but that still struck me as geeky - TO THE MAX.
Worked tonight, 15 deliveries, $6 worth of tips.
Bargain.
*Blink Blink*
So yeah, It's Monday night I guess.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
Well, That week went entirely too quickly considering the tiny amount of ANYTHING constructive that I actually accomplished.
I realised I had a problem when on one night I looked at the clock while playing X-Box to see the time at about 9pm and then looked back seemingly 10 minutes later to see a little blinking 4am.
Uhm, Yeah. Since 10pm Tuesday night, I have logged 26 and a half hours of gametime.
I blame "Knights of the Old Republic".
So thats about all I have done. Got drunk Saturday night. Timewarp on Wednesday night, Work much of the rest of the time. Played a little guitar. Did a funny dance.
That is all.
My week.
Love you long time.