Monday, September 15, 2003
Yes
Had haircut... surprisingly happy with result. Also found hair product with ability to control my hair. Amazed... however not surprised when shampoo failed to remove said product.
Have begun to write blog in style of Bridget Jones. Still think that her and Darcy shouldn't have ended up together - she only liked him because he liked her first. Reciprocity... not good, in my opinion. Ocities, in my opinion, are never good.
Remembered something amusing i thought "shall have to write this in the blog" about: A few weeks ago i was having lunch in the park (the one in Subi i discovered while lost in the rain on my bike - you know, the one with the moat?) with Melanie. It was a lovely sunny day, kiddies were playing in the big TV they have there (it's a swanky neighbourhood, so they have swanky playthings). The best thing was that the council workers had the trucks parked on the grass with a tennis net strung between them, witches hats marking the lines, and were merrily (albeit badly) playing tennis in their lunchbreak. Then they packed up and drove away. Well, they tried to - one of them tried to drive between a tree and the bench we were sitting on and a garbage bin and got all tangled up with his trailer and made a big dent in the tree and hurt his car and needed much instruction to remedy his predicament.
Went out after work last night... for the first time we went somewhere heterosexual. It wa a club called "base" and tey were playing old-school music and it was really small and stuff, but okay. Then we went to the gay club... Stu and Ken met up with us and came in, then Ken kinda freaked out and we left. Not freaked out freaked out, but he was getting eyes from a cross-dresser in scary make-up and then we got bored and left. He said he was shocked, and wouldn't be able to wank for a week. But things are funny, not seedy, when said in a Thai accent. Try it.
Finally made it to the Cott for the Sunday Session tonight. Very cool. A bit like the Newport Arms hotel, but the beer garden is covered. Lots of very cute girls too.
Am hoping to apply for many day jobs tomorrow. Wish me luck.
Didn't get into Human Traffic. Not too bothered by this - aren't all drama societies quite cliquie? that's so not how you spell that word / colloqiualism.
Had Friday night off, but the boys were away, so i went with Mel to her Karaoke semi-final. She really can sing (said with emphasis, not shock and surprise)!! She got through to the grand final. And she does seem to have boys/men crawling all over her. Strange that i am unaffected, and yet she chose me... but we don't analyse this too much.
Have begun to write blog in style of Bridget Jones. Still think that her and Darcy shouldn't have ended up together - she only liked him because he liked her first. Reciprocity... not good, in my opinion. Ocities, in my opinion, are never good.
Remembered something amusing i thought "shall have to write this in the blog" about: A few weeks ago i was having lunch in the park (the one in Subi i discovered while lost in the rain on my bike - you know, the one with the moat?) with Melanie. It was a lovely sunny day, kiddies were playing in the big TV they have there (it's a swanky neighbourhood, so they have swanky playthings). The best thing was that the council workers had the trucks parked on the grass with a tennis net strung between them, witches hats marking the lines, and were merrily (albeit badly) playing tennis in their lunchbreak. Then they packed up and drove away. Well, they tried to - one of them tried to drive between a tree and the bench we were sitting on and a garbage bin and got all tangled up with his trailer and made a big dent in the tree and hurt his car and needed much instruction to remedy his predicament.
Went out after work last night... for the first time we went somewhere heterosexual. It wa a club called "base" and tey were playing old-school music and it was really small and stuff, but okay. Then we went to the gay club... Stu and Ken met up with us and came in, then Ken kinda freaked out and we left. Not freaked out freaked out, but he was getting eyes from a cross-dresser in scary make-up and then we got bored and left. He said he was shocked, and wouldn't be able to wank for a week. But things are funny, not seedy, when said in a Thai accent. Try it.
Finally made it to the Cott for the Sunday Session tonight. Very cool. A bit like the Newport Arms hotel, but the beer garden is covered. Lots of very cute girls too.
Am hoping to apply for many day jobs tomorrow. Wish me luck.
Didn't get into Human Traffic. Not too bothered by this - aren't all drama societies quite cliquie? that's so not how you spell that word / colloqiualism.
Had Friday night off, but the boys were away, so i went with Mel to her Karaoke semi-final. She really can sing (said with emphasis, not shock and surprise)!! She got through to the grand final. And she does seem to have boys/men crawling all over her. Strange that i am unaffected, and yet she chose me... but we don't analyse this too much.
Monday, September 08, 2003
Well then...
it's been quite some time since i caught you all up on events, and i'm sitting here on a rainy monday morning so i thought "what the hell, i'll go write some more."
So then, what have i been up to? Let's see what i can remember:
- working 5 nights a week. Normally starting at 6pm or sometimes 4pm or even midday. We close at midnight during the week or 1am on friday and saturday nights, so i normally finish around 12:30 or 1:30 depending on how busy it's been. Often we sit around and have a few drinks after work so i get home 2 or 3ish. It really sucks having to work nights though because it means i miss out on most social events that i love - comedy and theatre-ish stuff, bands, hanging out. I'm a bit over it, and i've asked to cut down on the number of night shifts i'm doing. This week will be just 4, which is nice.
- the usual monday afternoon bowling. That's still fun. It's just me and Karen and Tessa, and we go during happy hour plus we're 'frequent bowlers' so we get 3 games plus shoes for $10. It's cool. Last week Sarah and Karen and I went on tuesday, and while we were waiting for Sarah to arrive we were watching the old fogies bowl. Some of them were quite good, and they were having a great time giving eachother high fives and stuff. It was great. But the best thing was their names... they had the best names ever and i'm going to steal them for my stories. I'll go back this week and write them all down. The only one i remember right now was Daphne Zinkler. How good a name is that?!? It's perfect...
- Stu and I have been indoor rock-climbing twice a week. It's good but hard. I'm improving though, which is nice. We're trying to train up so we can go outdoor climbing. We know a few people who do it that we can tag along with, so it's pretty exciting. Well, i'm looking forward to it anyway.
That's been pretty much my standard week since i last wrote. But here's a few other recent things i can recall:
- hooked up with Melanie for a while. It was pretty wierd that it happened... it certainly wasn't planned or foreseen. Here's how it played out: The Titz Housewarming... you all know about it. 'Twas a grand old evening. Mel and Francie (a girl from Stu's work) were there, but decided to go clubbing in Northbridge for a while to get groped. Upon hearing this, Stu and I tried to convince them not to leave our rocking party. So i started groping them, telling them they didn't have to go anywhere. Then Stu picked them both up by the bum and we took the "lotto" photo of Stu you see on the photo site. They soon left anyway, promising to return soon.
All was good and well, party continued without them. Then people started heading home, and the party was winding down. Then Mel and Francie returned, we all hung out blah de blah. Francie went home (even though she wanted to stay and shag Stu) and Mel stayed. She chose to stay in Stu's bed, and hey! who wouldn't right? So we all went to bed... in the morning she wandered into my room and jumped into bed with me. Cuddling ensued.
A few nights later she came over to stay with me and get more cuddles, and one thing didn't lead to another. I told her she was cool and all that, and i wanted to kiss her, but i didn't want a relationship and all that crap. She said cool, she didn't either, so we began a casual thing.
Oh shit, i just remembered that my family reads this blog... oops. Oh well, they were young and immoral once too, surely.
Anyway, after about 3 weeks Mel said she wanted more than just a casual thing. I didn't really think it would work, there being no big spark for me. So i did the right thing and told her i didn't think it would work, and we called it off.
Then a few days later i thought "ah, what the hell" and she asked me out and i said ok. Time will tell whether or not that was a prudent decision on either of our behalves... hmm, do two behalves make a bewhole? Or is where honey comes from?
- i have had extreme withdrawals from performing and general silliness. There are few people over here who could handle me being my usual silly self... and it's killing me. I've given up on the whole starting up of theatresports over here. I can't go and hassle Sarah's impro class for insurance reasons, and the person she thought would be really into it is in Melbourne. Bummer hey? But i looked up some theatre stuff and went along to one of Mel's rehearsals last weekend. The play was okay from what i saw. The guys seemed really cool, the girls your fairly standard drama types (dramac people excepted) and nothing special. They had auditions for their next production, Human Traffic, yesterday... so i decided to go along.
I was a bit nervous, because Dramac had not prepared me for the real world. For starters, i had more than two days' notice for the audition. Wierd huh? Plus they wanted a prepared monologue... prepared?!? Not even the directors have to prepare anything for dramac auditions! I was shocked and stunned... but i got over it. I didn't know what to do for my monologue though... they wanted 1-2 minutes of modern, no shakespeare. I thought of the quote from Dirty Harry - you know, the "i know what you're thinking, punk" one. Then i thought "they wanted no shakespeare, so obviously i have to do Dirty Harry in the style of shakespeare." (And yes, i think in italics and bold, but no capital letters.) That was all good, but it thought i'd better look at other things just in case.
The libraries here suck. I looked for plays... the catalogue is devoid of Neil Simon (except a video), Tom Stoppard, Samuel Beckett. The only plays they have are shakespeare. How shit is that? So i had to resort to movies and the internet. I looked up the "if you go i go Rose" bit from Titanic, and also a few bits from Dead Poets Society. Then i had a revelation shile cleaning the bathroom - if you use Jiff instead of window cleaner, it gets the scum off the shower screen a lot more effectively. Also, why not do the monologue as modern shakespeare... and by that i mean Keanu Reeves. So the "do i feel lucky" thing was again extracted.
But then i thought - hey, why fuck around? I've never really tried this acting thing much, and i might as well now. So i went with something from Dead Poets to try to give them a bit of me... i think it went okay. I'll know in a few days. But it really sucked at the audition because they'd had their closing night party from another show the night before and so they were all hung over and shit. So i was there all bouncy and trying to warm myself up and everyone was just sitting around being boring and talking about stuff i had no idea about and generally ignoring me. It sucked. Fuckers...
- i bought a funky / fugly brown corduroy jacket for $2. It has big brown buttons that don't fit through the button-holes. It's great, if a little small.
- For the last few weeks Tuesday nights have been devoted to Salvo training. I signed up for the Salvo Care Line, so they're teaching us how to listen and deal with crises and stuff. It's fairly interesting, the people are nice, but i'm not sure about the religion thing...
- had an idea for a film noir musical romantic comedy the other day... don't expect anything soon though. But i will do Kilian proud with the endless puns.
- did the City to Surf 4km walk last weekend. That was cool. I nearly broke some kid's wrist i think. We (Ken, Sherrie and Shane) walked the first 3kms then decided to run the last. So i was running around like a fool, hurdling things and generally scaring middle-aged women. Then i was running around the oval at the end, and there were people lined up around the track. I saw that one kid had his arm out for a high-five, so i made my way over to him and slapped his hand. From the corner of my eye i saw his whole arm recoil behind his body... Shane later informed me that he was right behind me and was going to give the kid five as well but didn't get a chance because he was still recoiling. Hehe, funny.
- the weather has been lovely most of the time. I got some chairs from a friend from work - her boyfriend got deck chairs that no-one wanted from a cruise ship. So we put them out the front and sit around eating fruit salad and other such delights. I got a lovely sunburn last sunday that has only just begun to lose its glow. It's a great life!
- Aside from all that, i haven't really done a whole lot. I haven't achieved anything amazing yet, but upon realising this decided that i don't have to. I'm living out of home, working fulltime, enjoying life, and doing pretty well. So fuck it! It'll drive the parents crazy but life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you might miss it.
WA is different to the East Coast. For starters, they call "Schoolies" "Leavers". How funny. Also, they're a bit behind the rest of Australia... there was an article in the paper the other week about a speaker-selling scam - where a guy goes around selling thousand-dollar speakers really cheap because they're excess stock etc. I remember that being mentioned again (in passing) in Column 8 about 5 years ago. Oh, also P-platers here have 12 points on their licence. How fucked is that? The WA govt is thinking of changing it to 9 points to be more in line with other states. Hello, 9?? And they wonder why so many kids drive recklessly. Fuck me they're dumb! And it's illegal to have candles in restaraunts. What? And they don't know how to merge... two lanes will suddenly become one lane, with a sign that says "one lane" just as it happens. But even where people have notice (ie a parked car) they can't figure it out. They just kind of keep driving until God intervenes. And on the freeway there's no right of way for merging. You know how in normal places it'll say "left lane ends" or something. Nup, it just goes from fast lane and slow lane to one lane. And WA people do have an accent. I didn't notice it at first, or at least didn't pay attention to it. But one of the backpackers from work said Australia does have different accents, and i realised that they do speak a bit differently over here. It's hard to pinpoint how it's different, but i think they enjoy the vowels a bit more.
so there you go...
Things I've Learnt: It's hard to remember what you've done in the last month or so... or at least, things interesting enough to mention.
Rock & Tree of the Day: Memory & Middle-Aged Woman
So then, what have i been up to? Let's see what i can remember:
- working 5 nights a week. Normally starting at 6pm or sometimes 4pm or even midday. We close at midnight during the week or 1am on friday and saturday nights, so i normally finish around 12:30 or 1:30 depending on how busy it's been. Often we sit around and have a few drinks after work so i get home 2 or 3ish. It really sucks having to work nights though because it means i miss out on most social events that i love - comedy and theatre-ish stuff, bands, hanging out. I'm a bit over it, and i've asked to cut down on the number of night shifts i'm doing. This week will be just 4, which is nice.
- the usual monday afternoon bowling. That's still fun. It's just me and Karen and Tessa, and we go during happy hour plus we're 'frequent bowlers' so we get 3 games plus shoes for $10. It's cool. Last week Sarah and Karen and I went on tuesday, and while we were waiting for Sarah to arrive we were watching the old fogies bowl. Some of them were quite good, and they were having a great time giving eachother high fives and stuff. It was great. But the best thing was their names... they had the best names ever and i'm going to steal them for my stories. I'll go back this week and write them all down. The only one i remember right now was Daphne Zinkler. How good a name is that?!? It's perfect...
- Stu and I have been indoor rock-climbing twice a week. It's good but hard. I'm improving though, which is nice. We're trying to train up so we can go outdoor climbing. We know a few people who do it that we can tag along with, so it's pretty exciting. Well, i'm looking forward to it anyway.
That's been pretty much my standard week since i last wrote. But here's a few other recent things i can recall:
- hooked up with Melanie for a while. It was pretty wierd that it happened... it certainly wasn't planned or foreseen. Here's how it played out: The Titz Housewarming... you all know about it. 'Twas a grand old evening. Mel and Francie (a girl from Stu's work) were there, but decided to go clubbing in Northbridge for a while to get groped. Upon hearing this, Stu and I tried to convince them not to leave our rocking party. So i started groping them, telling them they didn't have to go anywhere. Then Stu picked them both up by the bum and we took the "lotto" photo of Stu you see on the photo site. They soon left anyway, promising to return soon.
All was good and well, party continued without them. Then people started heading home, and the party was winding down. Then Mel and Francie returned, we all hung out blah de blah. Francie went home (even though she wanted to stay and shag Stu) and Mel stayed. She chose to stay in Stu's bed, and hey! who wouldn't right? So we all went to bed... in the morning she wandered into my room and jumped into bed with me. Cuddling ensued.
A few nights later she came over to stay with me and get more cuddles, and one thing didn't lead to another. I told her she was cool and all that, and i wanted to kiss her, but i didn't want a relationship and all that crap. She said cool, she didn't either, so we began a casual thing.
Oh shit, i just remembered that my family reads this blog... oops. Oh well, they were young and immoral once too, surely.
Anyway, after about 3 weeks Mel said she wanted more than just a casual thing. I didn't really think it would work, there being no big spark for me. So i did the right thing and told her i didn't think it would work, and we called it off.
Then a few days later i thought "ah, what the hell" and she asked me out and i said ok. Time will tell whether or not that was a prudent decision on either of our behalves... hmm, do two behalves make a bewhole? Or is where honey comes from?
- i have had extreme withdrawals from performing and general silliness. There are few people over here who could handle me being my usual silly self... and it's killing me. I've given up on the whole starting up of theatresports over here. I can't go and hassle Sarah's impro class for insurance reasons, and the person she thought would be really into it is in Melbourne. Bummer hey? But i looked up some theatre stuff and went along to one of Mel's rehearsals last weekend. The play was okay from what i saw. The guys seemed really cool, the girls your fairly standard drama types (dramac people excepted) and nothing special. They had auditions for their next production, Human Traffic, yesterday... so i decided to go along.
I was a bit nervous, because Dramac had not prepared me for the real world. For starters, i had more than two days' notice for the audition. Wierd huh? Plus they wanted a prepared monologue... prepared?!? Not even the directors have to prepare anything for dramac auditions! I was shocked and stunned... but i got over it. I didn't know what to do for my monologue though... they wanted 1-2 minutes of modern, no shakespeare. I thought of the quote from Dirty Harry - you know, the "i know what you're thinking, punk" one. Then i thought "they wanted no shakespeare, so obviously i have to do Dirty Harry in the style of shakespeare." (And yes, i think in italics and bold, but no capital letters.) That was all good, but it thought i'd better look at other things just in case.
The libraries here suck. I looked for plays... the catalogue is devoid of Neil Simon (except a video), Tom Stoppard, Samuel Beckett. The only plays they have are shakespeare. How shit is that? So i had to resort to movies and the internet. I looked up the "if you go i go Rose" bit from Titanic, and also a few bits from Dead Poets Society. Then i had a revelation shile cleaning the bathroom - if you use Jiff instead of window cleaner, it gets the scum off the shower screen a lot more effectively. Also, why not do the monologue as modern shakespeare... and by that i mean Keanu Reeves. So the "do i feel lucky" thing was again extracted.
But then i thought - hey, why fuck around? I've never really tried this acting thing much, and i might as well now. So i went with something from Dead Poets to try to give them a bit of me... i think it went okay. I'll know in a few days. But it really sucked at the audition because they'd had their closing night party from another show the night before and so they were all hung over and shit. So i was there all bouncy and trying to warm myself up and everyone was just sitting around being boring and talking about stuff i had no idea about and generally ignoring me. It sucked. Fuckers...
- i bought a funky / fugly brown corduroy jacket for $2. It has big brown buttons that don't fit through the button-holes. It's great, if a little small.
- For the last few weeks Tuesday nights have been devoted to Salvo training. I signed up for the Salvo Care Line, so they're teaching us how to listen and deal with crises and stuff. It's fairly interesting, the people are nice, but i'm not sure about the religion thing...
- had an idea for a film noir musical romantic comedy the other day... don't expect anything soon though. But i will do Kilian proud with the endless puns.
- did the City to Surf 4km walk last weekend. That was cool. I nearly broke some kid's wrist i think. We (Ken, Sherrie and Shane) walked the first 3kms then decided to run the last. So i was running around like a fool, hurdling things and generally scaring middle-aged women. Then i was running around the oval at the end, and there were people lined up around the track. I saw that one kid had his arm out for a high-five, so i made my way over to him and slapped his hand. From the corner of my eye i saw his whole arm recoil behind his body... Shane later informed me that he was right behind me and was going to give the kid five as well but didn't get a chance because he was still recoiling. Hehe, funny.
- the weather has been lovely most of the time. I got some chairs from a friend from work - her boyfriend got deck chairs that no-one wanted from a cruise ship. So we put them out the front and sit around eating fruit salad and other such delights. I got a lovely sunburn last sunday that has only just begun to lose its glow. It's a great life!
- Aside from all that, i haven't really done a whole lot. I haven't achieved anything amazing yet, but upon realising this decided that i don't have to. I'm living out of home, working fulltime, enjoying life, and doing pretty well. So fuck it! It'll drive the parents crazy but life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you might miss it.
WA is different to the East Coast. For starters, they call "Schoolies" "Leavers". How funny. Also, they're a bit behind the rest of Australia... there was an article in the paper the other week about a speaker-selling scam - where a guy goes around selling thousand-dollar speakers really cheap because they're excess stock etc. I remember that being mentioned again (in passing) in Column 8 about 5 years ago. Oh, also P-platers here have 12 points on their licence. How fucked is that? The WA govt is thinking of changing it to 9 points to be more in line with other states. Hello, 9?? And they wonder why so many kids drive recklessly. Fuck me they're dumb! And it's illegal to have candles in restaraunts. What? And they don't know how to merge... two lanes will suddenly become one lane, with a sign that says "one lane" just as it happens. But even where people have notice (ie a parked car) they can't figure it out. They just kind of keep driving until God intervenes. And on the freeway there's no right of way for merging. You know how in normal places it'll say "left lane ends" or something. Nup, it just goes from fast lane and slow lane to one lane. And WA people do have an accent. I didn't notice it at first, or at least didn't pay attention to it. But one of the backpackers from work said Australia does have different accents, and i realised that they do speak a bit differently over here. It's hard to pinpoint how it's different, but i think they enjoy the vowels a bit more.
so there you go...
Things I've Learnt: It's hard to remember what you've done in the last month or so... or at least, things interesting enough to mention.
Rock & Tree of the Day: Memory & Middle-Aged Woman
