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Saturday, June 01, 2002

I've been slack for a few days, so lets play catchup..

Thursday arvo turned out to be a waste of time, couldn't get any of my ASP project working, so I'm now lining up to fail all my units. The only chance I have of success is a combination of a miracle and a shit-load of cramming. The miracle I think I can work.

Went round to Griffin Nose's for the usual thursday night sesh and ended up getting well trollied on dodgy Cougar premixes and Emu Bitters, then spent most of Friday (my birthday) in hang over agony.. And as much as I love them, the 8.30am birthday wake up calls were not appreciated as much as they should have been. Thanks Mum and Gran). Anywayz, I am quite sure I need a new liver. The sore back and bad circulation are tell-tale signs. Seeing as clean livers are in short supply around these parts I might have to enter into a self-initiated 3-month detox program. Which sucks for the Blog coz my life will get that little bit less interesting. So you need not come back after this post :-) The good news is that the liver is the most regenerative organ in the human body (so I'm told) and after three months it should be back to new again. Which is nice to know.

I worked Friday afternoon, feeling like total shite, but it was alright. We got to chase a speed junkie off the back dock, but the little bugger was fast and fled into a getaway car that was filled with what I can only assume was pot smoke and freaks. Speaking of freaks the Court Hotel was freakier than normal, with the aformentioned freaks running out of the beer garden and puking into plastic bags. They then threw the bags into the mega-bin and made a total mess of shit. I fear only god knows what they were doing, and he was busy pissing himself. At this point I would just like to point out what a fucking brilliant job I have. Not looking forwards to my six month evaluation though. That should be interesting.

UPDATE: Marky sheds some light on the freaks:
Mark says:
"those dickjeads spewing into the plastic bags were uwa law students involved in are you barking. it involves going to 20 pubs around perth and skulling a middy at each of them. They need to carry a plactic bag coz they are not allowed to spew on the ground. It used to be in Fremantle but they got banned. And no I have not been in it before. Rubbish. did I mention it was a race"

Its all so clear to me now...

I spent the rest of my birthday night (till now actually) hanging out with Danni and Wet-Ones around my house. It was a quiet affair, just listening to tunes and watching french films on SBS. Enjoyable though, as my hangover sort of subsided. Danni left around midnight, citing the classic work excuse, and W.O. left 2.30ish. I've spent the last two hours downloading the new Fruity Loops 2.4 and some cool synth plugins. My next track may sound that much better. Anything's possible.

My Quit campaign was going famously, until I smoked almost a pack Thursday night. But one cannot help the odd slipup, so I got straight back on the horse and managed to get away with one 4mg smoke today and five tonight, down from my normal 10x8mg cigs-a-day, 2 packs a weekend. Excellent. I may live to see fifty yet.

Going to pick up Super Smash Bros Melee tomorrow, hopefullly that will prove to be as cool as all the reviews said. I would've got it today but B-PAY are money whores.

I spose I should mention my birthday stash. I got a sorta-nice jacket from mum and dad, but I might have to take it back coz it's cut for a short fat person, and I'm a tall skinny person. Still it's pretty nice. I also pick up some chocolates. Sarah gave me a cool card which warmed my cold heart, and $25, which warmed my cold back-pocket. So when I'm out tomorrow I will probably get the new Eminem CD. If not the money may be spent unscrupulously. hehe.

Well I think thats about it. I should probly go to bed, but I don't feel tired. I wonder why?

LOTD: Erowid.org: This is a great site for research all our favorite ilicit substances. It's also good for laughing at peoples shit drug experiences. "I'm ten years old and ate fifteen dexies and couldn't sleep for a week and I'm never doing that again." Hehe. Kids.