I’ve been slack yet again, lack of everything really. Pictures, posts, other stuff that I can’t think of. Initially it was because there wasn’t anything interesting that I had to write about, then it suddenly turned into me having absolutely no time at all to be writing stuff on the internet. It’s appalling, I know, but I’ll have to find time to write these things down, and right now is probably the better time to write. I suppose it doesn’t really help that I just finished work and I’m absolutely pooped, but still! I’m kind of not surprised at why I’m tired though, a full day at work will kind of do that to one.

Well. For those who 1) wasn’t there and 2) haven’t spoken to any one that wasn’t there, I’ll give you the run down. For preface: Daryl was done for drink driving and speeding! Haha! Wait, let me have a moment of giggles. So yeah, but I suppose, if it wasn’t going to be him, it probably would have been me. Anyway, what happened was, we were all sitting around Fat Jack’s place just doing nothing (it was obviously nothing at rather loud levels), but it was decided that we leave because we were making too much noise for his parents, which was fair enough. There were at least 9 of us with maybe 3 cars. What originally was going to happen, was we split ourselves into my car and Craig’s car and go down to the water gardens and play on the playground there (only because the playground opposite Fat Jack’s place was suddenly attacked by random sprinklers. I’m not too sure what happened, but there are 9 of us getting into 5 cars. Daryl getting into his car, myself and Fat Jack in mine, Tyson in his, Clinton in his (I think?), and everyone else piled into Craig’s. By then everyone behind the wheel had already been drinking (I hadn’t, only because I had no drinks). So anyway, without a second thought, Craig drove off, myself following, and Daryl not too far behind. We eventually make it to the lights up near Rapid Creek shops (after hooning around the corners and trying to keep up with Craig) and we all burn off around the corner.

At the time I doubt any of us were thinking about coppers or anything like that. So off we go, and instead of turning down the first street, Craig suddenly peels off and goes straight. Fuck! So I tried to keep up with him, as did Daryl. We hit the Rothdale road turn and peel around that corner as well. It went: Craig, myself and Daryl only a couple of seconds later. Just as Daryl got around the corner, I looked up into the rear vision mirror and saw what I didn’t want to see. Flashing lights like a mother fucker. By then, I was already doing 80, and I started to break to get to the speed limit. Well fuck that for a joke, they’ll follow me next! The first corner I saw, I turned down there and went left-right like crazy. Parked my car and Fat Jack and I jumped out and walked over to where Daryl was sitting with a pursuit car (fuck trying to outrun that bastard) behind him. Fat Jack and myself sat at the bus stop hoping that Daryl would drive off and he’d be safe to fight another day of crime, but it was not to be. We walked off and noticed that a paddy wagon was also there. Yeah, Daryl was going to the lock up. Fast forward half an hour, and Nick and myself are chatting to his parents and find out that Craig and I were the “two that got away”. Weeee! Silly child, imaging being clocked in at 120km/h while .051 over the limit! Shame, shame, shame. He’ll know for next time though!

That was sunday night/monday morning, which was the due date that Sian was scheduled to arrive in Darwin. The rest of that night was rather uneventful though, we sat around at mararra carpark until the wee hours of the morning. Had to work monday, and that was rather boring, to say the least. I don’t think anything happened that night. Actually, I can’t remember what I did. I think I just sat at home listening to music. Went and visited Pikoulos tuesday morning and was rudely called into work at 2. Tuesday was rather interesting though, I mean, I got a message from Nick asking what I was doing, and after ringing him back I find out that they are all sitting around Nick’s place ready to go over to Tracy Village. Well, that was the plan to start off. Next thing I know, I got a call from Nick just as I’m about to walk out the door; “You up for town or what?” Ah fuck. You’re kidding right? It’s a tuesday! Needless to say, I went home, had a quick shower and eat (well, three-quarters of an hour later) I was there and fuck, we are going out to town.

It was actually a pretty good night, I mean, I only had something like 2 beers (only because I was trying to save money) but I still had a good time. Yeah, sure, it was tits out tuesday at Lost Arc, but that doesn’t count! What’s that you say? Did you get video and pictures of it all? Of course. I felt like the biggest pervert though. I was kind of edgy of taking pictures and that, but when I saw other guys with actual digital cameras and their phones out, I decided I wasn’t the only perverted bastard there. The only difference between myself and those guys? I post my shit on the internet! There were a lot of hot ladies out that night, and not just the ones on the stage. Damn my undrunkenness and lack of confidence otherwise! Near the end of the night was rather interesting though, I mean, there were 3 ladies dancing just off to the side of us, and Nick was probably the only one drunk enough to attempt to make a move upon one of them. Well, her friend (at least I would assume so) pushed Nick away and screamed (in the most annoying voice ever. And I mean, ever.) “GO AWAY, SHE’S MINE!” Hokai you crazy bitch! (If she manages to both find and read this, that was meant in a funny manner :-P)

Oh, I can’t forget the drive home (can’t forget Craig staying out and driving us home, the lovely chap). Nick was in the front, Tanya and myself were in the back. After doing around 180km/h down the main road next to this holden ute that probably some black guy was driving. We go around this corner. Actually, no, it was around the round-a-bout near Nick’s place. It must have been because of the corner before hand, but Nick’s head was kind of passed out near the middle of the car. The moment Craig’s gone around this round-a-bout, Nick’s head (and almost his whole body) was flung over to the otherside of the car and out the window. Fuck it was the funniest shit I’ve ever seen. I was pissing and pissed myself laughing because of the way it looked from behind. It’s a shame I don’t have some kind of video recorder attached to my eyes and records everything I see. Although, I doubt a lot of people would like to see certain things I see while out in town. Well, I did see Daniel out there, and he kindly donated a couple of pictures and this awesome video of Lost Arc which includes, at the very start, the one in white with black jeans and blonde hair, one of the hot ladies I was speaking about before. It’s around 6MB, so people with dialup may have to wait a little longer to see the video. Sorry about that, it’s a combination of trying to keep the file size small while keeping the quality of the video watchable.

Remember our road trip that was meant to be happening in around 2 weeks? Well, that fell through. Of course. How was I not expecting that? Doesn’t matter though I suppose. I mean, I still want to get the fuck away from Darwin. But it just means I have to deal with the same shit until near the end of the year when we’ve decided to take a holiday. Whether that means flying down somewhere and staying there for two weeks and just having fun. It should be good. Hopefully. I mean, that’s if the others involved save their money. Ah well. Well, you’ve reached the end of my latest post! Check out the latest images and videos and stuff like that and leave more comments (and here aswell).