Fuck, it’s sunday yet again. I’ve had no time at all this week to be doing any type of update at all. It’s incredibly annoying. I mean, I promise an update every couple of days, and yet here I am, 7 days since my last update (effectively.) I’ve had a whole lot of shit running through my head lately though, it’s incredibly annoying and mindfucking. It’s the type of shit that you’ll constantly think about, regardless what people say or look like they are thinking. It’s like that voice in the back of your head letting you know that you shouldn’t be buying that one extra drink. whether you want to listen to it or not, it’s going to be there regardless.

Well, the days between monday and wednesday were incredibly boring and uneventful. For one, it was stocktake at work, so that kind of ruled out any type of fun to be had. It was an incredibly shitty three days though. Normally stocktake is done really fast, but this year, we were so behind. It was kind of worth it though, considering we didn’t get stocktake finished on time, it made being there wednesday even worse. So the majority of staff were there until midnight or so, because Rod was an asshole. Essentially.

I dunno whether I hadn’t made any kind of update or post lately, but I’ve just been driving around thinking. A while ago, I was able to use my site as a ventilation point, such that I’d be able to bitch, moan, whine, cry, and whinge about anything or anyone. Now, it’s just too hard saying what I’m thinking without it getting to someone who is friends of someone else and them finding out what has been said. It’s like I’ve become too much of an internet celebrity for my own good. To an extent, I like having people read what I write, it’s kind of satisfying in a way that someone is sitting at home reading about the misadventures of my life and those that surround me. Don’t get me wrong, let others know about my site so they can read aswell, but I may just have to start organising some kind of category in which it’s kind of private. Who knows, chances are I may just open right up and just write a personal post soon. Give me time though, I mean.. yeah.

Thursday night come around, and again, I’m at work until ten, even though I didn’t want to be there, but instead out having free drinks for another hour. But alas, I was at work. Took forever to finish too, I mean, the night just didn’t end. It didn’t help that we were doing bullshit work, either way, I just didn’t want to be there. The plan was though, that after work just head out to town just for the kind of after party thing at Discovery. Well, I went off to Craig’s place where they were all sitting around drinking after the markets. Somehow, I “convinced” Craig to come out for a couple of drinks, and we were joined by Hayley and Kirsty. First we went off to Duck’s Nuts and sat in there for 15-20 minutes, until Craig wanted to go and see Leanne at the Fox and Fiddle. Whether it was the fact that she and Tanya were already with a whole bunch of friends, I kind of just wanted to head into Discovery. Off we went, wandered in there and saw Martin and a couple of his mates. The place was packed though, for a thursday night, it was just plain busy. Unable to move type of thing. So instead of sitting kind of by ourselves, we sat around with Martin and his mates for the rest of the night. In between though, Kirsty and Hayley wandered over from Duck’s and they joined us. Meanwhile, every wander I went around, I’d keep seeing more and more people out, it was rather odd. It was good where we were sitting though, because the second bar was open, and not as packed, people continually walked past us, whether they be an attractive female, or someone we know, we were just.. in the road. Brilliant. Around 3, Jodie had joined our little seating crew, and Craig had gone home by then. So for the last hour there, it was just Kirsty, Jodie, Hayley, Martin and myself (oh, not including a few of Martin’s friends I didn’t know) sitting and dancing around in our little corner. It was a pretty good night, everyone was pretty drunk. All of the girls were drunk enough to cover for my lack of alcohol consumption, but that’s alright. They were all having a good time.

The end of the night kind of approached us all hurriedly, as all of a sudden we were being kicked out of our little corner and forwarded to another area of Discovery. I mean, I knew they were about to close, but the fact that it was already 4 was kind of odd. I suppose, that always happens when you’re having good fun. We made our way outside, where Jodie’s sober bob had left hours beforehand, and everyone else was trying to organise a lift. Kirsty had managed to convice Jodie to come back a couple of hours later and pick up her car, and that she could come to Martin’s with us to Martin’s while we wasted time. Somehow, as we were walking along, we picked up Riley (I think?) and we lost Jodie to her seeing someone else and not wanting a lift. We got to Martin’s where we were expecting him to be home, and he wasn’t. So we found an opened door and sat out the front on his verandah until he come running up the road. Before that though, we were all discussing how ugly penises were and that vagina’s were pretty. Mind you, that was Hayley expressing that penises were ugly.

We were at Martin’s for around an hour or so, or until I had decided that I needed to be home so I could try and be awake for work later on. By later on, I mean 9 in the morning. It wasn’t too bad, except my Dad was awake, and he was heading off to work. Somehow, they don’t like me getting home at that time of the morning. As opposed to me not turning up home at all, I think it’s a pretty good alternative. Work was long and boring yet again. Kind of uneventful in a way. Friday night arrived. I was debating on a few things though. I got home from work, cleaned up and kind of went off driving. Yeah, I had another drive where I just drove around for 2 hours. Fucked if I know what I was doing, I was driving, thinking and singing. Maybe because of the night before I was thinking? Or still driving? Who knows. Either way, I was driving around, just wasting time I suppose. I had remembered why I went out though, a whole bunch of people from work were heading to the Cavenaugh for drinks for someone’s going away, and I was going to go, I just didn’t have anyone that was going in aswell. So I kind of boycotted that idea until I got a call from Daniel, and he was heading in aswell. We got there and we didn’t see everyone at first, but we did see Max (most people would know Max from town, he’s an awesome bloke) and we noticed everyone around in a corner. We were there for a bit, but decided to head off to the Tap and spent the rest of the night there, or at least, my night anyway. We got there, and they serve litre drinks of Illusion. It came it a glass that looked like a god damn fish bowl. Well, of course, I had to bet Daniel couldn’t skull the whole thing back in 5 minutes, and that if he did, I’d owe him 5 high-fives. Well, 4:45 had come by and he was almost finished, and by god he made it in exactly 5 minutes. We were all rather impressed, and laughed when he stood up and got rid of the excess liquids sitting in his throat moments later.

Well, I eventually got home around 1, complete with corona salt and pepper shakers that I had stolen from the Tap. So yes, I slept friday night for the first time in a while, and went off to work saturday without any hitch. Or at least until I saw Rod there. Meanwhile, during the day, I decided that enough was enough, I was going to buy new shoes and a new belt. So off I wandered down to City Beach and bought a pair of shoes I liked and a belt and wandered out of there. Yup, that’s how buying things works. Anyway. Near the end of the day, no one else was doing anything, so Daryl, Nick and I headed off to the Show and wandered around there for a good couple of hours. Along our way though, we caught up with Tyson, Clinton, Fat Jack, Chris, Charlie-boy, and Amy and we were wandering around with them for the rest of the night. It was good fun, I mean, I haven’t been to the show for a good couple of years, so yeah. I filmed the fireworks while they were on, so I’ll throw them up on the gallery soon enough. After the show though, we were headed around to Michael’s where everyone was sitting around drinking and just chatting. By the time we got there, Craig was unable to stand, and everyone else there was fairly drunk. They were all having fun. Originally, most of the boys were meant to be coming out to town, but everyone convinced those who were heading to town, not to go. So it ended up being Daryl, Nick and I going to town. We got there around 1, and we went into Disco. Martin and his friends were there again, and as were Ryan, Jeremy and Daniel. So either way, there were enough people there that I knew that I wouldn’t be by myself most of the night. Well, kind of. Some how, Daryl was off in sad land, Nick wasn’t really enjoying town and I was chatting to most people I knew.

Much like thursday, it was incredibly packed yet again, so I was having a good time. There was one point, actually a couple, I’ll mention them all though. Anyway, I was at the bar getting another refill, and while I was waiting for Natalie to bring my cup back, I was just kind of wandering my eyes around, just to see if I recognise anyone. Well, I turned to my left and there were two ladies kind of standing there, with one looking directly at me. Fuck. First thing I saw was her lack of coverage in the bust region, then it was her friend smiling at me. Fuck further. They were both old and looked like town sluts. Double fuck. Quick Natalie, where is my cup! I tried to avert my attention to other people around me, but that didn’t work, I could still feel their stare. I got my drink back and tried to walk the opposite direction to these ladies, when shit, that way is blocked. I had no alternative but to walk straight past them. You can guess that I was molested as I was walked past, and I tried my best to pretend like I didn’t feel it, but I did get away from them both. My other interesting experience was again, while I was at the bar, I was again getting a refill when a couple of ladies walked up next to me. I was kind of just looking around and they kind of noticed. This time though, one of them wasn’t that bad, so I stood there for a couple more seconds until I saw Chris, Tyson, and Nick Brown who said they weren’t heading into town. Meanwhile, the girls had been served, and Tyson was waiting to order some drinks. While I was standing behind them all, we were singing along to the Blur song (Song 2) and they were rocking along with us, while kind of looking back at us. Either way, for the rest of the night (whatever hour or so was left of the night) involved me noticing them constantly. Definitely not a bad thing to happen. By then, I had lost Daryl and Nick for a good hour or so. Fucked if I knew where they went, but apparently they were waiting at my car for a couple of hours. To quote Queen: “Don’t stop me now, because I’m having a good time”

In between all of this monstrosity out in town, I saw Jackson, who I found out it was his birthday and he was still continuing from thursday night, and I saw Jodie and Rachel wandering around in Disco for a while there. Eventually town had finished, and we were all out of there with a plan to head back to Michael’s for a little bit longer. On the drive through town I saw Jodie, and Rachel wandering back from the Vic, the two ladies that were (checking me out) in Disco, and a couple of other random people standing on the side of the road. Took Daryl and Nick home, went back to Michael’s where there was an influx of people coming back from town, much like myself I suppose. Either way, everyone was still awake there and they were all still drinking. I got there, and I was kind of bored. Generally when I’m bored, I start to think about more things, that and I was starting to get a little tired. Eventually, I left there and got home around 6, so all in all, not a bad night.