they're here....
shes here. just phoned me a minute ago.
her car has broken down or something bad has happened to it so she is at the garage at the moment getting it fixed in the alice.
she has some stuff to do, so we'll meet up a bit later. go for a nice meal and then on to see the matrix.
marvellous.
permission for bottom lip to tremble??? permission granted.
Thursday, November 27, 2003
Connections, coincidences and revolutions?
so, well, i quit the job as i said earlier. so im chilling out, at the house, and thinking, well , should i get another job, can i be botheres, should i go and see katia. this was monday. i decide im just going to get pissed and think about it, thus continuing the quite fantastic booze fest that the whole house has been since last thursday night.
anyways, yesterday, id accidently left my phone in my room , where i wouldnt be able to hear it. im thinking all day, and decide right, im going to go and see katia, back to uluru for a bit, so im gonna call her and see if thats ok.
just then, one of my housemates , lisa, asks what im up too that evening, and we have a chat and decide to goto the cinema and see the matrix:revolutions as neither of us have seen it.
so i go to my bedroom , get my phone, get the local phone directory (which is hilarious, there are shops and things in it that are 700+ kilometers away!...the local tv ads are funny too, they have local-tv-quality adverts for shops that are in cairns, darwin etc...come to blah blahs second hand camel shop, its only 3 days drive away etc...sir, yes you, do you need an enormous grain harvesting machine that has to be shipped by road trian to you? yes? then come on down to...etc etc....adverts for restaurants that are similar distances away.....take away pizzas...its fucking hilarious) anyway, i digress.
so im just about to phone the cinema, when my phone rings.
its katia.
"wow, great to hear from you how you doing" etc...
"so , what you up too?" she asks
"well, this is weird, i was actually just about to phone you, to see if its ok to come up to the rock for a bit..."
"bullshit!" she replies "are you serious?"
im like "yeah, of course, honest"
she says "bloody oath, thats weird! well, dont for christ sake"
im crestfallen "why , whats up?" i manage
"im calling to tell you im coming down on friday for the weekend"
wow...my heart races! "wow , thats great (quality dialougue i know...)" i get from somewhere, "thats really fucking marvelous"
"hey listen, can you check out whats going on in town this weekend, you know events, gigs, cinema, i really want to go and see the matrix....."
it was bizzzare. the call ended eventually, after much "how weird is this" talk and then i spent the next 20 minutes pacing around, smoking, having a similar feeling to that when i first met her at uluru...like some bodies pulling the strings of a puppet, and i'm the lead role in thunderbirds....
well, pull me where you will fate.
as they say here, "everything happens for a reason, and its all good."
i cant wait to see her. i cant wait to talk to her. ive only met her twice.
ive only known a feeling this intense once before, when i met Ruth.
holy shit.
Ed Reckitt
where the bloody hell is he? some one tell me please?
i wanna know how his home brew is coming on, i gave him a load of brewing gear before i left. none of it works of course. in fact , some of it is probably dangerously damaged. still, cant wait to hear about the look on his face when his pressure barrell explodes....
Only joking.
come to think of it, where the hell is cooper? anybody know? let me know if you do....
well, im off to get a meet pie....yum!
taters
kev
Best nickname in the world....EVER!
Wog Boy. Thats the title of a film here. I havent seen it. Its about a guy who takes pictures and notes on all his conquests
Anyway, Sean's (my neighbour) wall above his bed is indeed starting to sprout pictures of women he gets after he comes back off his 3 day tour. The man is a predator.....
so we're all calling him "wog boy"
Pictures...
well, may well buy the ability to put some pictures with these words, which would be nice....unless anybody can host some piccies for me? i can insert html links here to them if anybody has some free space on a web server.....let me know if you can, would be great, wouldnt need huge amounts of space...couple hundred meg maybe?... they only offer 25 meg here on this site and thats not going to be enough if i go mental with my camera...
of course, i have to buy a digital camera first, and then actually use it.
well, let me know anyway
Guitar
wow, well, i actually know two songs all the way through (this will please conrad...he was completely frustrated at me and adie for only knowing the verse of about 10 different songs, never the chorus or bridge or anything whilst we were in sweeden)
i can now play Mr Jones and Stand by me.
its great having the time to practice!
got my pads back on my fingers. and have finally nailed the change to F from open chords, well, not nailed as such , it works 4 times out of 5....this has always been a nightmare for me before.
Emma's Job
Emma, one of my housemates, has scored the most amazing job. its working at a restaurant called jay jays, which is opposite our house. she does about 3 hours work in the evening, cash in hand, waitressing.
then shes scored more hours, in the morning, washing tables and stuff.
yesterday, she came home with 20 dollars, a 6 pack of VB and a bag of veggies for folding up 50 menus and wiping some tables and having a few beers with him ( the old korean guy who owns the place)....
this morning, she turned up at 10.30 am having done 1 hours work , during the course of which, she had done 3 cocksucking cowboy shots (baileys and butterscotch) and sunk 2 stubbies. she got paid 20 bucks, a bottle of champagne, 5 barramundi fillets and, bizzarly, a mango.
so there seems to be some barter system going on. i hope she gets a 5 hour shift one morning and turns up at home with a potted goose or even better a couple of pigs.
More Jobs
well, should i get another job? there's loads about, i could certainly save some money here, got paid 685 bucks for 10 evenings work, plus a meal every night and a beer....good thing about working in a bar is that you save double, cos you dont go out and drink in other bars. on the other hand im not sure if i can be arsed.
still, have been circumventing that by having house parties for the past few night anyway. 5am finish this morning....a few sore heads about the place.
well, i might just take it easy for a bit. will see if i can borrow the van and go see katia in yulara for a few days.
Exit planet ireland
Well, i quit the irish bar, its been so dead. they said on sunday that they didnt need me that night and that they'd give me a call when my next shift is, so i just thought , well, i cant live like that, not knowing when im working...i.e. not being able to get mindlessly wrecked of an afternoon if i feel like it....so i quit.
which is good cos i wasnt really having a marvellously funny time with the 2 girls there, and it was pretty dull.
will miss the excellent food though. still, its nice to have time to chill, have a few beers of an afternoon, play guitar, read, relax....well, i am on holiday after all!
Best vegetarian fish excuse in the world....EVER!
One of my housemates has just had a friend arrive from blighty. She's a veggie, but eats fish. This always intrigues and annoys me, if you eat fish you arent a semi vegetarian, you are NOT a vegetarian, you are a carnivore!
...but im always interested in hearing (herring??! sorry....) their reason for being able to eat fish and still be a veggie....anyways, my stock reply to this is:
"oh yeah, thats right, cos fish jump out of the river and kill themselves...", which usually suffices to wind most people up a bit, which is always fun. anyways, this is the best excuse ive heard yet:
"I wont eat anything i can stroke"
yuuk fnnarr fnarr and all that aside, i thought it was blinding. she started to explain that she would stroke a sheep, a cow etc etc and thats why she wouldnt eat it.
the opportunity for some really dirty comebacks was right there, but i strangely neglected to reply, so dumbstruck was i.
i refer you to the honorable peter kay line a few posts ago...
Donny and the magic pool arm
i forgot about this guy. he was a porter at yulara (ayers rock resort). he would finish work about 2pm everyday and then proceed to play pool and drink beer. if there was noone to play with he would play against himself. in the few days after the sarah cataclysm, i spent a large amount, well, nearly all, of my time playing pool and drinking beer in that bar. anyways, after loosing to him the first few days, some close really good games, id make sure i was around when he finshed his shift and we'd shoot some pool, with me loosing. after the first couple of days my pool arm suddenly took on magical properties. i was a pool god for a good week or so, i was practically unbeatable! anyway, everytime i would play donny after that first 2 days losses, straight after his shift, i'd win. he would then finish his drink, and leave. after 3 days of this i said, why dont you challenge me back, and he said he allways leaves when he looses. so the poor bastard had been looking forward to a few beers after shift and would leave after 10 minutes when he lost!
eventually, he threw a game after i'd had a good run, told me he hated playing me, and left...that was the last time we played....
Sunday, November 23, 2003
Beer taxi
christ knows how i made it home last night on my bike, had a few too many bevvies like after the rugby and was knocking out some shapes down at melankas. i do vaguely remeber wobbling home on the push bike. apparantly you can loose your car license here by being pissed in charge of a push bike. scary.
i even cooked when i got in....sausage and egg sarny by the looks of the mess this morning....probably lucky i didnt burn the house down.
my mate bov has sent me a list of peter kay one liners.
if we're not supposed to eat animals , why are they made out of meat??
heres one for my brother:
You've turned into your dad the day you put aside a thin piece of wood
specifically to stir paint with.
heres one for simon cooper (where the hell is he? if anyone sees him, give him my email adress at the top of this page and get him to get in touch):
The smaller the monkey the more it looks like it would kill you at the first
given opportunity.
and heres one for general advice:
There's no panic like the panic you momentarily feel when you've got your
hand or head stuck in something.
one for the ladies:
I saw a woman wearing a sweatshirt with 'Guess' on it. I said, "Thyroid problem?"
and finally.....
Despite constant warning, you have never met anybody who has had their arm
broken by a swan.
bloke goes to the doctor, with a bad pain in his arm. the doctor examines it, and says to the man:
"well, theres good news and bad news"
the guy responds "well, ok, whats the bad news?"
"im going to have to amputate your arm" replies the doctor.
"holy shit" retorts the patient "oh no, jesus, shit. well, whats the good news?"
"you see that nurse over there?" says the doc, pointing at a pretty staff nurse "i shagged her last night"
right about now, i guess you have all been listening to that cd. you know the one. they play it non stop in every shop in england from october to the end of december. i think its supposed to make you buy more things. it just makes me run away.
i havent heard it once yet. which is great! i dont miss it.
xmas is on the way. its odd here , cos nobodies mentioned it yet , and they dont have the huge build up like we do at home. which , actually, is really nice.
do they know its christmas?
the girls in the house have put up a poster of "bloke with his shirt off" on the fridge door, in response to the picture of a semi naked chick that lives on the other fridge.
the great thing about this bloke picture is the strap line under the title, it reads:
"check out this months half naked spunk"
theres definately something very wrong with the aussies. this was in lesmopolitan. maybe its true about the only culture in oz being yogurt....
i also took the "are you clitorally dependant" test that was in cosmo, and you'll be happy to hear i am nearly, but not quite.
hahahahahahhahaaaa!!!! i got the night off to watch the game.
wasnt the rugby fantastic last night? i was watching it in melankas bar in alice springs, ....there were loads of aussies there, quite a few english too...was great to see the smiles wiped from their faces! World champions. marvellous. the pommes are rampant!
swing low sweet chariot!
