Holy. Shit. I’ll start off by saying that I cannot fuckin’ wait for Paul Van Dyk. Seriously. I am so excited. After watching Mark Sherry and listening to good (and I stress this word) trance, I can’t wait for Paul to get here. I’ll go back a month or so though before I get further into nothing. From my last post, I haven’t done too much, which is interesting. Well, for one there was Hayley and Kirsty’s 20th birthday happening, which was actually pretty good considering. It was the party-bus and it’s changed a whole lot since I was last on it. Then again, the last time I was on it was probably last year sometime. But that still counts. Daryl and I ended up screaming in there just before they got ready to leave and jumped on. When we got there I kind of assumed there would have been maybe 2 groups on there (our one, and someone else) but that wasn’t the case. No, there would have been maybe 4 other groups on there. There were the oldies at the front of the bus (being old no doubt), a group of New Zealand sailors or something like that (who all turned out to be really cool) and another girl’s birthday. Really, there were a whole buttload of people that we didn’t know too well. After driving around for a while, we stopped off at the first place of the night, the Tap Bar. After staying there for a bit, we noticed there was a guy in a dress. Not just over the top of his clothes, but all he was wearing was this dress and his boxers. Brilliant, I think. I managed to grab a guy’s attention who was standing around with him and apparently they were the Navy guys from the bus, and the guy in the dress is the youngest in their little room thing. Naturally he was the one to constantly get picked on (which makes.. sense I suppose.) After the Tap bar, it was over to Shags for a bit, and then from Shags it was over to Parap Tavern where we lost the majority of people (for reasons I don’t know.) After the Parap Tavern it was back in the bus and back into town to where our last stop for the night was The Vic. Shit, the last time I was in the Vic was.. new years. Which itself, was over 8 months ago. Shit. After dropping Daryl back home so he can go off elsewhere, I wandered into the Vic and noticed that nothing changed except for the top bar. After the Vic, some of us headed over to Discovery, but that stint didn’t last very long. Stupid thing that did happen while I tried to get into Discovery though. The bouncer must have been having a shitty night, or decided to pick on me, because he decided he wasn’t going to let me in with my camera.

Stupid Bouncer: “Uihh, you can’t use that *points at camera*”
Me: “What. Why not.”
SB: “Because.”
Me: “Wait what”
SB: “Look at it, it’s huge!”
Me: “So wait, I can’t use my camera because it’s big? Are you going to stop everyone else from using theirs?”
SB: “No..”
Me: “Then why can’t I?”
SB: “The girls.. some girls may not want their picture taken..”
Me: (A good 15-20 second blank stare) “Ok whatever”

Well, between then and what happened last thursday, nothing else has really happened. I’ve been keeping myself quiet. Remember, I’m still trying to save money! Last friday though, ended up going out to the Cas Club to meet up with Troy-bags, Tanya, Carolyn, and Fi. Ended up getting there around 8 and they were already incredibly blind drunk. Trying to play pool with anyone there was pointless, but still fun. As everyone continued to drink more, I was waiting for something to happen, it was incredibly obvious. After a while Fi and Tanya left, and George and that were all still slightly with us. Eventually it got to the stage where everyone was being an annoying drunk and I kind of wanted to head home because I knew I had to work the following saturday. Anyway, I decided I needed to pee, and before I left I was waiting for someone to get into a fight, whether it was Troy-bags, or George, I didn’t know. I’ve walked off to the toilets and the moment I start to pee I hear the sound of two pool cues hit the ground, and a loud thud. Awesome. I finish up and wander out to find a pool cue laying across on the ground in front of the toilet door, and George sitting on a chair with a glass of water and his hand holding his head. Apparently, what had happened was he had fallen off his stool and smashed his face onto the table. It all made sense, he was drunk and was getting angry, but what I didn’t get was why no one was laughing. As soon as somoene said he had fallen off I pissed myself laughing. Eventually George continued siting on his chair, and eventually it was time to head off. Well, George didn’t want any of that (because Carolyn was driving him home) he effectively told us to get fucked, so we left. Meanwhile, Troy-bags and that have left with Carolyn, and I wandered over to my car. Just as I get in my car, I look over to the entry there, and here’s George looking around like what-the-christ. I had only just gotten in my car when I noticed it, so my inside light was still on, and I was quite sure he could see me. Instead of me turning on my car and leaving, I was sitting in the dark hoping that’d he walk away. Well, he started to wander towards my car, and at this point I thought I was fucked because he saw my car. Meanwhile, he was in looking distance of my face, so I’ve turned on my car waiting for him to open the door. Nope. He walked straight past me. Bonus.

Now it’s last thursday. The thursday which I had been slightly waiting for because Public Domain and Mark Sherry were playing in Discovery. I wasn’t too fussed about seeing Public Domain, but I wanted to see Mark Sherry more. And holy shit. We first wandered in and headed up towards the couches and grabbed a beer and sat down until someone started playing. Well, I don’t know whether we were giving off that “we sell drugs” look (again) but apparently some guy thought we were, it was retarded. Meanwhile, Daryl and I are talking about something and this bloke has come up straight away and started chatting to us. No idea why, but he was looking for drugs. I spent the next 3 hours of the night trying to convince the kid that I couldn’t find him any drugs and that I was sorry. Oh well. While we getting out first beers, I was waiting at the bar, when these two guys come up and again, started to talk to me. Apparently I was an absolute splitting image of this guy they knew. Some irish guy. Same beard, hair, facial features (they didn’t provide me with a photo at all, but that was alright.) I had made some new friends with these guys aswell. Neat. Eventually Public Domain starts and it wasn’t too bad. We were sitting down the front of the stage part thing while I was taking photos of random things. It was funny, because the guys that Discovery (I assume are paying) that take photos for Discovery were there. Anyway, Public Domain had just started and I wandered over to the otherside and was standing back and fiddling with my flash. Meanwhile, the guy from this place walks over and sees me standing in the corner and he was looking at me, my camera, me and back to my camera. Eventually he come out with this:

Xpose Guy: “So are you with some kind of big magazine?”
Me: “Nope ”
XG: “Oh..”
Me: *holding camera to eye*

I think I might have made him feel a little inadequate, but that was alright. Serves him right. Eventually Public Domain finished and Mark Sherry continued, after a few songs I was kind of taking photos here and then, but eventually he started to play some really good shit and Daryl and I spent the rest of the night on the dance floor. It was funny (well, I dunno, but it was something), but I swear I was the only person there that knew what songs he was playing. It is either incredibly nerd, or something else, but I was anticipating everything, I was having so much fun. I think Mark Sherry noticed I was having a blast too. Eventually he finished up and Daryl and I were standing around just collecting ourselves (I was hoping to get a picture, but didn’t end up getting one.) We wandered outside and Daryl went and grabbed a hotdog. While I was standing back waiting for him, I noticed the gate next to Discovery swung open and out walks Mark Sherry towards me & the hotdog stand. Holy shit.

Me: “Brilliant set man, well done.”
Mark Sherry: “Ah thanks, glad you liked it”
Me: “Fuck yeah man, you never hear tunes like that up here ever.”

I then spent a little longer chatting. To fuckin’ Mark Sherry. Mark Sherry! Absolutely awesome bloke too. Fuck getting a photo with him, I sat there and had a chat with him. Way better. Friday come along and I went down to the Deck Bar to meet up with Budj and a whole lot of other people from work aswell. I forgot how much fun we had last time when we were out with Kelly and Budj. I ended up going home early (around 1) because the bouncer wouldn’t let Carolyn in, and I decided to argue with the bouncer so he wouldn’t let me back in. So I left. Near the end of work today, I did find out that Budj continued getting more and more drunk, and eventually found himself falling off a bridge, losing his house keys, and having to sleep in his brothers car. Nice Budj.

That’s only so far what’s happened. Expect a rather quick update in the next couple of weeks as I plan on buying my new gear next week. Be prepared! As usual, I’ve got Hayley & Kirsty’s Party Bus pictures up, and my Mark Sherry & Public Domain Escapade up.