Let is snow... or you know... like rain presents or some shit

IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS!!!

WOO.

Wouldn't it be awesome if it was snowing.

I hope this Christmas pans out.

Merry Christmas

The traffic in vietnam

As soon as I got in the car from the airport I was greeted with this crazy traffic

10 minutes after they stopped laughing at me for recording touristy video the traffic got 100 times worse.

The use their indicators only when they feel like it, scooters dodge between traffic using their hands to buffer between cars.

The Side of the road you choose to drive on depends on if oncoming traffic feels threatened by your horn or not.

All this considered I love driving around on Tuyets scooter. She Directs and I drive. All I got to do is not die as try to avoid all the rocks and potholes on the road.

I went to the markets the other day to have a look around but aside for some gift ideas I think I might wait until we get into Saigon to some shopping.

The water you want to be drinking when you get here should look something like this




Note the fact that when you open the lid the seal is unbroken and it has wrapping around the lid to show it hasn't been tampered with. And you drink a shit fuck ton of water over here.

When the stores are closed and there is no water to be found it isn't too bad because Tuyet's mum boils water and chucks it in the fridge. It still feels like it has a weird taste but that's probably just because it is stale.

Pho.... Pho for breakfast. It's weird. And I don't usually finish it. Pho just doesn't seen like a breakfast food. But meh, adapt.

Lunch is usually some type of rice or noodle with some sort of meat.

My favourite meal of the day is dinner. That's probably because we keep going back for ban sow. Or something like that. It's the same stuff that Nat's mum makes. It tastes awesome.

I also love the way they make their coffee here. It's always ice coffee. I'll get a video of it next time and slap it up here.

Tuyet's dad keeps asking for arm wrestles.... He has started using two hands... I still win. LOL but it's all good fun. He also likes to take me drinking and when we drink we have this squid that he makes me dip in chili sauce (everything here has chili or some sort of spice). And then I found out that I was drinking some alcohol that he had made himself (fuck it was strong. And they drink their whiskey straight here) using fermented seahorses and some other shit... He then told me (mimed and got Tuyet to translate) that it's healthy for you but has a Viagra like effect... After we had been drinking -_-.

Google translate on my iPhone has helped a lot. And Tuyet has been teaching me more and more Vietnamese. Body language and drawing has also played a part in getting along here.




Tuyet's dad took me to this house full of women sowing embroidery onto material... I don't know why he took me but when I walked in the made a lot of noise, used all 3-6 of the English phrases they knew at me and then stared and asked questions. People here aren't used to seeing white people... And I'm too tall for this place. Keep hitting my head on shit.

Don't drink the "Pepsi" here. I did... It's not pepsi... And it was quite obviously rebottled. But even after all the food I've eaten and shit I've drank I haven't got sick yet. Knocking on wood.

Tomorrow the beach. Today... Chilling out. Might see if I can head down to one of the market places.



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Location:Vietnam

The flight from Australia

The airline I flew with.



The route we took. No stops, just one uncomfortable ride.


This is how the time difference works.


Where we were when I discovered this hahaha.

That'll do. BlogPress is fucking up on me so I have to blog in tiny posts.

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Necessity for Vietnam

Water... Dear god I need more water!

Especially for someone as fat as me. Today is probably going to be the hottest day. Then again the shock of that first step outside the airport was pretty horrific.

I have a headache at the moment, I think it's because I haven't had too much water today.




Just a dude rocking the old ox and cart amongst all the scooters driving so crazily on the road.

This place is crazy. But that's what I like about it. It's so different from Australia.

I'm pretty sure they use their horns over here instead of their indicators.

But I must have a death wish because I've been going around riding bitch on the back of Tuyets scooter only to find out today that she doesn't have a license to drive here either LOL!

I understand where the stereotype comes from.

They don't have iPhone sims here so Tuyet just cut the one I'm using now to fit... And it worked hahaha.

I went with Tuyet to visit her grandmother yesterday. Literally had to bend myself in half to walk in her place.

Most of the dogs don't like me here, they remind me of Nat's fat dog except these are all skinny and bigger. But they're also scared of me so that's good.

Finally got some 3G hahaha. $5 for 1gb mwuhahahahaha. And I got a new iPhone case for like $1.50. Those are the Aussie prices. I don't know how much dong it was. Hehehe dong.

I'm gonna post this now and write more later.

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Location:Vietnam

The week in review

Monday

Pretty sure that I slept most of this day away... If I'm wrong then this memory has fled from my brain in terror... Maybe that's why I couldn't explain the Blood on my shirt and the dirt under my finger nails...

0_0

Tuesday

The last blog I did was about the first day back at uni. That was my Tuesday

Wednesday

On Wednesday I slept til about 11 and then picked Tuyet up from her Aunty's house.

After a brief stop off, we went to blue star at stockies for lunch






She had strawberries and pancakes



I had a ham cheese and tomato sandwich.

I went to the post office to get some passport photos done.. Not to self finish the passport... Where I saw Jeff from work.

Then we went back to blue star and clowned around while Nat and Dave ate.






Nat and Dave came down because they saw me instagram a picture and were hungry.

Then we went down to the travel agent and got some brochures of Vietnam so we could get an idea of what to do when we're down there. And I bought a new backpack XD


Thursday

Had uni again. I discovered that the students in my class don't know nearly as much as me about history. Then again, I also discovered that they don't know nearly as much as me about current events either...

I also had another assignment given... It was otherwise a quiet day at uni.

Friday

Not gonna lie... This day was spent doing some pretty gay things. But I was with a chick so it was cool... But enough about Friday.

Saturday

Was spent organizing my room and doing uni work. Then I got called into work. But to counter act the suckyness of that I got pizza and got drunk with Garry.

Sunday

Woke up. Went to yumcha with Nat, Dave and loc. It was delicious.



I then played pool an spent the rest of the day playing video games until I had work.

Pretty sure this is what happened in the past week.

Question. Did I get everything right?

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Location:Polding St,Smithfield,Australia

UWS is one big Education worshipping Cult 0_0

I had my first day back at uni on Tuesday. I actually had a really great time. Compared to being at home all the time waiting for my leg to heal, going to work where the only thing I do is greet the occasional person that wants only to play the pokies and doesn't hear the greeting anyway over the sound of their own addiction spinning the feature in their heads. The feature that they swear to you and anybody else that hears them bashing the machines, always eludes them...

I seem to have strayed off topic just a little bit there... Where was I...?

Oh yeah!

Aside from shit like that, university has been really great to get back into.

For one, I fit right back into my role as class clown, and even if I don't think it's appropriate to share the joke with anybody else I always manage to seem like an mental patient because I'm constantly chuckling to myself about something the tutor says.

Also it's good to be reading and thinking about shit that's new and mentally stimulating. Because whilst tumblr may be entertaining...

it's rarely thought provocative.

The thing of most note, however, was my education unit for this semester.

I swear the tutor for this unit did his thesis in cult leadership, and... I have the sneaking suspicion that he has a problem with people that can't walk.

The prick's whole lesson plan seemed to involve making us walk accross the room and introduce ourselves to random people in the room.

Also, at one point he had us all progress from touching these random peoples hands to everyone in the class getting in a circle and holding hands.

I swear this whole thing is going to end in some sort of ascension ceremony and I ain't drinking the punch.

That's all for now I guess.

Question - If you were a cult leader what mythical god-like creature would you create and then worship?

Short post

What did I do today?

I tried and I would say only half succeeded in fixing Jeff's daughter's iPhone. My brother was surprised at how Aussie they all were considering Jeff is Asian.

I did my groceries. Trying to make it so I eat healthier. Got me some avocado XD. And more milk. because I needs to have strong bone recovery.

Now I will Internets it til I fall to sleep.

Good Times.

Love, Warren

The leg... It's still broken...

So I went to the doctors today... And found out that due to extensive nerve damage in my leg I'll never be able to use my leg in any real capacity ever again.

And then I woke up from that horrible dream and realized I was late for my real doctors appointment.

So I raced all the way to Campbelltown and escaped a short spurt of rain by seconds. When I got into the doctors office he showed me X-rays of my leg. They were fucking insane. The metal in my leg will not be coming out... This will make traveling a little tricky.

Then I hopped up on the table and he took off my cast. At first it was like FREEDOM! And then I was like "OMG it REEKS! Put it back onnnnn!!!" Not really. the cut on my leg where they operated was massive and covered in blood and shit. I didn't need a cast after all, all I need is my boot XD.

Good times. And... It might just be his operating ego and shit but he said, aside from the pain I'll experience whenever it's really cold and the stiffness and months of rehabbing my leg into walking again... I won't have a limp for the rest of my life XD... just for a long time.

Annnnnnd. I might be able to start walking on it by the time Queensland is here! YAY! Maybe... I'll have to see. He doesn't want me to walk on it for another 8 weeks, but I shall heal my leg!

The downside is things are starting to get expensive. With today's visit and the visit before Queensland and then the subsequent doctor and physio appointments this is probably going to cost me a fair bit. Already down almost $300 (This does not include all the surgery and hospital stuff and the drugs and the doctor appointments I've had between now and then =(

But no life long injury is pretty cool XD

Musings that turned out to be rather depressing

Time to blog.

I feel a little direction impaired as to what to do with this blog. Today all I did was work... It was boring as always. I think when I get back to uni things will be better... for the blog.

I'm not looking forward to going back to uni though. Broken leg is going to make things pretty shit. Plus I have some shit to deal with there.

On the other hand. Blargh!

Nat and Dave ran into Tim's mum at Coles the other day. Apparently she too blames me for my broken leg. This isn't too much of a surprise for me considering that the only version of events she has heard is her sons version of events. But it still kind of hurts.

Apparently she said if I wanted to see her I should text her, but I don't think there is too much point. What would I do anyway? I've been covering for Tim's ass for so long that to go back on it now would make me look ridiculous.

I think that the problem is... I'm angry with myself for letting the whole Tim thing go so far. It very quickly became obvious that Tim was not the sort of person I thought he was after I had moved in with him.

Then, eventually realizing that there was no way that he was going to change, I felt as if I owed him too much. Every time that I thought it was enough, I'd flash back to that night I was half blind with my face bashed in and lying in the gutter half way up the street calling everyone I knew for some help.

The only one who picked up and actually got something happening was Tim... I know that it was mostly an ego thing for him. He likes to paint himself into peoples problems to become the hero, but I still reached out and his parents came.

I suppose I should try and straighten things out with his parents but I feel like I'd be betraying them when I go to make some sort of legal move for compensation, and I've been fighting myself for weeks now with whether or not I should, but I now feel like I have to.

Also, apparently he is really angry at me. FUCK HIM! He has no right in the world to be angry at me. That's just like the fuck you cherry on the pile of shit mountain that is the insult he has heaped upon me in this entire situation.

I hope there is some good news from the doctors tomorrow.

Blast from the Past

So, with the broken leg and all, I find myself with an abundance of time on my hands. I found my camera and decided after 3 years or so it might just be time to upload some shit.

So I found these pics of 2008, apparently New Years Eve in Hyde Park...

Here they are.

Church
Fountain
Church
Church
Path


Water...

I mostly took pictures of that church... It looks like a castle.

The End

It sucks to be a cripple, but I have the best friends in the world.

So the last time I blogged properly on this blog it was the day before my birthday. Shit has happened since then...

• We went to the city and enjoyed a night of karaoke
• Kerrie lost me money by getting too drunk and throwing up all night... To be fair Dave and Kev threw up everywhere too.
• We all got together and did some stuff before the party at Nat's house
• I don't yet seem to be able to properly piece together some of that night, but I reckon I got most of it and dude it was awesome.
• The night ended tragically for me when the man who had been abusing the term "best friend" to make me do shit for him every time he couldn't act like an adult for the past few years broke my leg... I'm not saying he did it on purpose, I'm saying his actions caused it and he hasn't even began with an apology.
• Spent majority of the next day hospitalized.
• The next day was pretty much rest.
• Back the the hospital for like 3 days ish for surgery. I hope they put my leg back together because I haven't really heard about what shit they did to my leg yet...
• Nat and Luu busted me out. We went and ate at Ribs and Rumps... delicious.
• Spent the rest of the night at Nat's house which was pretty cool.
• Spent the next day resting.

And now I think we are at today.

Foolishly I believed that even with my broken leg I could spend a day in the city no troubles... This day did not do a lot for my self esteem. Being wheeled around isn't as cool as you think it is... especially for a big dude... I felt horrible today.

Also, not easy getting around in a rickety old wheel chair. Constantly looking for a way into any of the places in the city we went today. I had to hop up the steps to the convention center today. Of course there was an easier way in... Garry and I just didn't know it.

Being butt high to everyone... not cool... very not cool... I feel bad for short people... the air is not fresh down there...

Other unpleasantness... all in all... I HATE HAVING A BROKEN LEG.

Despite all of this, I had a good day. The optimist in me was firmly on the surface and I enjoyed the food and wine festival and I had a really good time with all the people today, they are all really awesome people and all of them went out of their way today to help me and make me feel still wanted LOL... It's nice to have great friends.

We helped Garry pull Ajay's number properly... hahaha he is awesome.

Me and Gaz finished up the night by seeing Transformers 3... I really enjoyed it. But I like to be entertained.

Oh also... My wheelchair broke in the city today... not easy getting back to the car... But thanks to Dave for saving the day.

Short post

I don't know If I've pointed out the other blog I do sometimes with a bunch of people but

http://cthulhu-doll.blogspot.com/

Tell us what you think... That is all for now

No ado about nothing

I think I might have almost achieved doing less than nothing today.

I made scrambled eggs on toast for breakfast... after talking to Nat until about 9 am.

I slept until 9:30pm... called Dave to check in on some things.

I now and just trolling the internets. I think with the rest of the night I will try and catch up on some shit I need to do.

Today's question is, where is one place in the world you would least enjoy visiting?

Happy Birthday Mariea!

Not too much to blog today.

This morning I took my mum to the hospital for something to do with her arm and then I went to bed at about 8.

I woke up at 4 and got ready for work.

I was working in the members bar and being a Wednesday it was pretty dead. The board of directors were drinking though so we had to keep the bar open for a while. But still, the more I work the more I get paid. It's pretty awesome.

After work I called Dave and I went with Nat and Dave to dinner at some Vietnamese restaurant. I had some sweet corn chicken soup. It was tasty.

Then Dave went home to get some sleep and Nat and I went to Mounties to see Mariea for her 20th birthday.She was pretty hammered by the time we got there but the people she were with were cool and she was awesome so I had a good time. Plus some dude gave me a free shot of tequila! Yeah free shit! We ended up talking for a fair few hours and by the end of the night we were all pretty sober. Also, Nat's boobs are not very lucky. Either that or the numbers we picked weren't. meh.

Today's question is who is excited and/or coming to my BDAY?!?!

WHAT THE FUCK!

I think I'm getting older. Mainly because some shit in the news is starting to really piss me the fuck off. I get angry and wanna kill things... like a honey badger bitch!




For instance, this fucking crazy Muslim bitch got out of a jail sentence, just because in the video evidence she was wearing a burqa!

http://news.ninemsn.com.au/national/8263501/sydney-burqa-womans-jail-sentence-quashed

How fucked up is that. She got a 6 month prison sentence for lying about the police officer ripping her ninja fucking face mask off, and then gets off because of some stupid fucking bullshit fuck ass shit like not being able to identify her. How the fuck did she even get her license if she didn't show her fucking face? FUCK!

Does that mean I can get away with drink driving if I pretend to be some ninja muslim woman in a table cloth?

Then when she does get off, some supporters of hers, also Muslim, start fighting outside the courtroom.

I don't give a shit what their religion tells them to do, you shouldn't be able to wear shit like that if it means that you suddenly become unaccountable for any illegal actions you take.

And I can't help feeling that 5 years ago I probably wouldn't have given quite so many fucks about this shit.

So today's question is what do you think about conflicts between religious dogma and the law?

Happy Birthday to Nat, and I hope Garry survives the snow... and this title has nothing to do with the blog

Time to blog.

I didn't get to blog last night because I was too tired and I spent most of the night on FaceTime with Tim, looking at ideas for his tattoos.

As far as I can recollect I spent a lot of the previous morning awake, followed by sleep then work.

Work did not last long. It was a 3 hour shift, 2 hours was behind the bar where I made a total of like $6 in tips. The third hour was just me on the floor picking up glasses and shit. It wasn't so bad because I like being able to go home early, but I always wish I got to stay longer because I need the money... a lot.

As soon as I left work I checked my phone and saw that I had a text from Dave and so I decided to head over to Nat's house. We played pool and shit and they told me about my surprise birthday present, which was sky diving, which apparently I'm too fat for. That was crushing. Not so much that I didn't get to go, just that it makes feel shamed.

But man, even if I can't do it. How the hell do you top that for a birthday present? The thought was amazing and I don't know how I come even come close to that for Nat's birthday. I'm so broke and yeah... I'll make it up somehow.

Well eventually we ended up at Hoyts and we watched Bridesmaids.That movie was fucking hilarious. I laughed almost the whole way through that movie. At the same time, parts of that movie were just so painful to watch. But it was the awkward funny painful. Man, that movie was good. It didn't even matter that it was a chick-flick.

On the drive home we didn't really have enough room in the car so we stuck Lana in the the back. We took the turns a little rough and jumped the speedhumps because it was fun making her bounce around. We dropped Tim off first and Lana was able to climb back in the front seat as we made our way back to Nat's.

We saw this horrible video of this guy pulling a maggotty thing out of his back. It was disgusting. But I can't remember what it was called so I'm not going to post it here.

Dave slept and we spent til nearly 4 in the morning chatting about shit. I also discovered that my teeth are incapable of cracking the shell of a macadamia nut. This was the second biggest disappointment of the evening. I used to have so much faith in my teeth.

Got home and FaceTime'd with Tim again. We mostly talked about his writing and then I crashed at like 8am.

When I woke up it was time to get ready for work. I had a 2 o'clock shift that lasted until 7:30. not bad, considering the Sunday rates, but I still would have preferred to work an 8 hour shift. More and more I keep thinking that it's time to start looking for a new job. I just don't know how to balance everything all at once.

Ideally I would really like to go back to working full time again, something with a decent rate of pay. But I don't know how that would work if I wanted to keep doing uni and keep doing the course I'm doing.

Work was fun but I already covered the previous days work topic so fuck that... I'm too lazy. When I finished I ate dinner with the 'rents and drove some drunkees home from the club. Before I knew it, it was now and I was writing this shit.

'Spose that will do. I wonder if anyone still reads this blog. I might start asking random questions at the end of them to make them interesting.

Question the first.

What are peoples thoughts about picking up chicks while they are intoxicated? Fair or Unfair? LOL

Catch ya laters

The Pizza, It died

I did shit all today. But let's see if I can make a blog out of it anyway.

I stayed up until about 6am because it was too fucking cold to go to sleep in my room. So I've decided that since my parents think that the heater uses too much electricity, I have to find some way to get a fireplace in my room. This also might require me to get a lock on my door so I can complete this idea to fruition.

Perhaps something like this.

So when I finally did manage to get some sleep, my brother comes in and wakes me up. He wanted me to move my car out of the driveway so he could get his bike out of the garage and go to work.

It was then that I was faced with a decision. I could either get out of my womb like tomb I had fashioned in my bed, or I could just let Garry take my car to work. I wrestled with my semi conscious brain and decided that I probably wouldn't need my car today anyway. So I told him where my keys were and went back to sleep.

I woke up when my brother came into my room to give me my keys back.

The rest of the afternoon was wasted listening to podcasts, watching tv, wrestling with my brother and then going to Coles to go and get some snackage.

Me and Garry got back home when I got a call from Tim asking us to come over Nat's house, so we headed over. I proceeded to kick everyone's ass in pool and I thoroughly brought my pancake mix to Jaz's fridge. Bitch needs to get himself a BIGGER FRIDGE COZ NEXT TIME I'M GONNA WIN TOO!

We ordered some Pizza. I had a supreme pizza but I only had four pieces before I accidentally dropped it on the floor. I was like, "meh, I had my four pieces, I'm full enough, FUCK! Now I have to clean it up.

But the rest of the table was like
The pizza had died.

There was a lot of tension in the room tonight. At first I thought I was imagining the tension, but then on the drive home Garry, who was drunk and in a pretty honest state was like, "man, what the fuck was up with Tim? Why was he being so uptight about everything, and does he hate that chick? I think her name was Ajay?"

Ah, Garry. He cracks me up.

But maybe I'm going a bit over the top by saying there was a lot of tension. Tim offered Ajay some tickets to one of the music festivals coming up, but then added the condition of her having to be nice to him, but which kinda ended up being just her doing stuff for him.

I told him I personally would have said get fucked and bought my own tickets, but she mustn't have any money. The rest of the shit I can't really remember all too well and we all argue and swear at each other anyway. It pretty standard.

Ajay was then running late for her train so I gathered everyone together and drove them all home. Garry collapsed when we got home and I stayed up watching YouTube mostly.

Well there we go, two in a row. And I leave you with Cock Titties.

If It get's any colder, I'm gonna kidnap a bitch to keep me warm at night...

I'll figure I'll try again to blog a little bit more often.

I keep trying to be productive, but then procrastination is so much easier.

My mum woke me up this morning to drop her off at work. It was so fucking cold out though, gah. While I was driving her to work she asked me to play the music I was playing in the car yesterday when I picked her up, but I had forgotten my iPhone.

She was referring to some of the songs on the 6th glee albumIt's strange that even though she hates all my other music she enjoys the most embarrassing shit. But then again maybe not...

I got home intending to finally get shit done but that didn't really pan out so well. It was still frigid so I was like "meh, you know what? I think I'll just warm up a little in bed a bit and listen to a podcast or watch some show" but as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out for the count.

I woke up again at about 2 o'clock when Tim called me asking to go down to stockies. After I was like *shit I woke up at 2 WTF FUCKBALLS SHIT ASS*, I told him nah I don't wanna. But he persisted and the negotiations ensued.

We ended up settling on lunch as long as I didn't have to get out of the car. Which meant a trip to maccas. Man I need to stop going to that place. I don't even like any of the food anymore, but it's just so easy and with the hours I keep it's sometimes the only place left open for some hot food.

Meh, fuck it.

I then had to pick my mum up from work (this time I took my iPhone). I enjoy driving by myself and listening to my Podcasts and music. If fuel wasn't so damn expensive then I'd be in my car more often. That and I'm not sure if I've completely got the spew smell out of my car. I might tell myself I'll do something about that tomorrow.

I had work after that. 5 hours not bad, but being a Thursday is was boring as fuck. The Buble' dude wasn't there this week and instead there was another acoustic guitar playing singer with slightly newer music to play with his own little spin on it. It wasn't bad, but no matter how much of a distraction he was it still didn't make that clock move any faster.

On the plus side though, I got my 21st birthday off work, so not totally a waste of time.

When I got home I found my parents had stolen their heater back... FUCK THEM ASSHOLES!!!! It's too fucking cold in this room. I'm now wearing 6 layers of clothing and still failing to warm myself.

I haven't blogged in a while.

I haven't really blogged in a while. And not just this one but all the other shit I have going on too. But I felt the need to blog and get back into shit before my new computer comes.

But blogging from my iPhone is giving me the shits! All the fucking auto correct bullshit BLARGH!!!!

My laptop has died and now I'm waiting for my new iMac! It's going to be b-e-a-utiful! And then I jizzed in my pants.

I swear working at Smithfield rsl you get to see some of the lost funny shit in customer service. When I'm working on the front door and I get to see security kick some idiot out I have to hide my face because I get the giggles.

It's surprising how many people come into this club and don't understand the concept of gambling. It's like the honestly believe that if they put 10 or 20 bucks into the machines we will pay for the rest of the night.

At some point their mother of father or even a friend must have pulled them aside and said "look, if you decide to gamble, there is a strong possibility that you will lose your money". It's like when you play the lotto people! Of course the odds are stacked against you. How the hell do you think that we would get paid if everyone in the club won everyday?

Well that was a nice rant.

Night
Love Warren.




I love batman cat

Location:The Horsley Dr,Smithfield,Australia

What a long strange... Game this has been.

My sleeping pattern is all fucked up again. I think I will try again in vain to try and stay up until midnight tonight. It probably won't work.

The intention for today was to get out of the house and do something productive. But then, at the moment I don't really have the money to be going out and spending money.

I tried to start reading the next book in the Wheel of Time series that I'm up to, the 8th one I believe, but the beginnings of the books are always the toughest. The pace is so slow compared to the end of the last book that it's sort of off putting. But I will struggle this one out. Maybe try and do some more reading today.

I stayed up til about 1pm today just reading and chilling and then the start of the Wheel of Time book did what it always does to me and put me to sleep. So I woke up at dinner time and regretted wasting the day.

I spent the rest of the night playing World of Warcraft. I didn't want to continue reading and I wanted to see if my brother was online. He fits in well with the guild. I hope he stays, because I really don't get to see enough of him.

Which reminds me, he went and did a course to be one of those lollipop men. You know, the ones that go out on the road with a stop sign so the kids can cross the road. It's really bizarre, I can't see where the motivation for that even came from.

So we went around in a group with a few friends and decided to see if we could do a bunch of the old game content with less than half the people we needed to do them in the old days. It took nearly all night, but in reality we did so much more than humanly possible in the old days even though we gimped ourselves.

It got me thinking about how much time that I've actually wasted in this game. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy playing the game... It's just that in the end, if you tallied the amount of time I've spent in this game versus the time spent doing the shit I do... It's been a lot of time that I could have spent getting fit, or curing cancer or something important... but fuck that shit.

Ok... so I play the Game every now and then, and I'm no where near the player that some of the people I play with are. I don't spend nearly as much time playing the game that anyone I know who plays play. But that said, I have managed to rack up nearly 49 days worth of played time. And this is my second account. I've had this one 3 of the 5 years I've owned this game.

I came across the game in highschool, Mark Hancock and Tim used to talk about it for a long time and I really wanted to get into it. But I had a girlfriend at the time and she had better ways at distracting me than video games did.

When I finally decided to get into the game I shared an account with my brother. A horrible idea in the end if I ever wanted to end up playing but at least Garry got enjoyment out of it. In Vanilla WoW I didn't really progress as far as others but I enjoyed leveling a Tauren Warrior.

Then the new expansion came out and I decided to buy myself an account and give my brother the old one. In this expansion I decided on playing a Blood Elf Warlock.

I liked this character better. It was an easier way for me to play the game and get me into it considering that I was not that good at the game back then. I didn't really make it into the end content of the game, but it's the first time that I discovered that there was actually a huge social aspect to the game. It's really kind of weird.

I've seen a lot of friendships grow and drama splatter all over the place. It really is like a weird social experiment.

Nowadays though, through the last two expansions, I have racked up those 49 days on this character.His name is Mcwazzington. He's an Orc Warlock. I'm finally at the endgame stage of the game with most people in the group of friends that I play with. So I'm going to try to level up a second character that I can play alongside this one. We shall see if I can get this new guy up there.

Well I just thought I'd let you guys in on one of things I do in my spare time. It's pretty damn geeky, but I find enjoyment in it. I think I might try multiple posts in a day/ sporadic posts in a week thing for this blog. In case I wanted to try righting some reviews of things I've consumed (food/books/movies/tv) and then just stuff I've done with my time.

I want to make sure that I'm writing, not well, but at least putting something down. So I don't get stuck as I usually do.

- Trying some stuff... then again, this is my spot on the web... I'll do what I want XD.

Once you Pop, You can't stop... You must continue until you die of Pringlitis

I've tried to blog a few times over the past few days. But OMG! I don't have the energy for this shit. I'm sure if I just write for a bit I'll just eventually end up filling a page.

I went out with Lynda on Wednesday to go and see a movie called "Morning Glory".



It is a chick flick. BIG TIME CHICK FLICK! But on the other hand "GET OFF MY PLANE!!!" Harrison Ford is awesome. It's hard to fault him for me. I grew up watching and re-watching those Indiana Jones movies.

It kinda reminded me of Top Gun, in that after anything happened in the movie, anything at all, some uplifting girly song would start playing. I didn't mind the movie though and I enjoyed myself. Also. Racheal Mcadams ass in this movie... amazing.

Now that that thought is out of the way...

Friday at work! Seriously. Some of the shit that happens at that place is just bizarre. I have found 3 Adult diapers so far. 3!!! And Friday, I found someones underwear on one of the lounges inside the club!

Also, we have to practice our Responsible Service of alcohol, but what happens when the people getting too shitfaced happen to be the Board of Directors of the rsl? Or in this case probably... Well there definitely up in the top in terms of running the club.

We might get into serious trouble if we got busted but if the bar staff do anything they'll lose their jobs. It's definitely interesting to watch. Especially seeing one of their wives leaving the club with her pants down at her ankles and everybody looking away, too afraid to do anything in case they get fired... except for me... I was busy laughing myself into tears.

Saturday I was working the door. The worst part about customer service jobs is that we have to be polite to these fuckwits. They all know the rules of the club, and yet whenever I ask them to show there cards, they get all pissed off at me. I don't care if they've been members for a thousand years. I need to fucking check their cards. I was told it's a $220 fine if they get caught in the club without it.

Trying to find a way to be firm and still tell them that they need to shut the fuck up and die without losing my job is still in planning stages.

But after work last night I went over Nat's place. But I got there too early and ended up playing pool with her parents for a while, which is funny because they don't speak English. I won the first one because I was on her dad's team and he looked disappointed in losing to the other guy that, according to Natalie, spoke Vietnamese like a Chinese guy.

And then because I didn't want to piss her mum off I lost the second game. Although that was helped along by the fact that Nat's mum started sinking a lot of balls really quickly. And then I didn't know what to do in the last game except try to keep it going for as long as I could until Natalie said I should be more afraid of her dad If I lose... So I won that game.

Albert got soooooooooooooo drunk. He's hilarious when he is drunk. And I got sick from Tommy's. And we played Monopoly Deal!It's a Monopoly card game. I love this game, even though I hardly ever win lol.

Now that wasn't so hard was it.

- There is no losing. Only delayed victory!

A Train Leaving Grand Central Station, heading east, traveling at 60km/hr...

... It hits you in the face and you DIE!!!

Didn't do much yesterday, and yet, I still didn't manage to find the time to blog about it.

I did try to continue my streak of waking up early. Because when uni goes back I don't want to miss any of my lectures because I'm struggling with my Insomnia. I went to bed at a about 2am and woke up at 9am. BOOYAH! That was the sound in my head I meant to make. In reality it came out as a mumbly "bluragoobsh".

Only after getting up and walking around the still dead to the world house did I realize I had nothing planned to do this early in the morning. So I reset my alarm and kept beating the crap out of it til about 11am.

Then I set to work on finishing the Wheel of Time book 7!

They are really very good fantasy books, but sometimes they ramble on and on about stuff I don't care about. I finished the book though and got to work starting book 8.


I also went with Tim to Stocklands and ate myself some tasty schnitzel! Actually it was just average. I don't even like it that much, but it seems that everywhere I go I order the same thing. I just don't want to be dissapointed when I pay for a meal that I didn't particularly like. It's stupid and I need to break the habit.

Oh and we saw the movie Unstoppable.

OMG! OMG! DENZEL!!! OMG IT'S DENZEL!!!!

LOL! The movie was alright. But now I watch everything with the expectation that there is some big twist ending.

You know what would have made this movie better...
SPOILERS!!!!

If the train was actually unstoppable. That would have made my day! The train would have crashed and then caused all this damage, and then they would have been like:

"Shit! Looks like we couldn't stop the train after all. Fuck! That sucks dog balls! There's gonna be a shit ton o' mutha fuckers that are gonna lose their jobs now. Fuck. It's just after all that suspense music that seemed to play in the air I thought for sure we were going to stop that train"

And I would have laughed the entire way home. Sigh at what could have been.

Well that's all for now.

- The Train that was Pretty Hard to Stop and we Thought for Sure it was going to cause millions of Dollars Worth of Damage, but Luckily we Stopped it. That movie title probably gives too much of the plot away.

In the future everything will be instant, but the RTA will still take 9 fucking seconds!

Look! I'm doing it! I'm keeping my word so far and blogging more! We shall see how long this lasts.

I woke up early this morning. I was going to go down and buy the DC Universe game. But then I checked the dates and it might not be out for the next couple of days.

I WANT TO BE A SUPERHERO AND/OR SUPERVILLIAN!!! I WANT SUPERPOWERS! WHY NOT MEEEEEE!!!!

So this morning to pass the time while I was awake I read some of the wheel of time book 7. The women in that book are so bossy and the dudes are all clueless.

But I'm up to the part where all the interesting shit is happening all a once so I'm good.

Also I got my P's! My green P's




It wasted all that extra time I had not sleeping. First I drove to wetherill park only to find that it had been turned into a supre'! What the fuck? Tim is supposed to be doing his P's test there this month.

So I ended up driving to Fairfield, looking for a parking spot for half an hour. Then waited an hour for my ticket to be called at the RTA so I could pay $38 to wait another hour to do my test then just as I let myself get happy that I passed the test they make me pay $78 for passing.

The RTA sucks dog balls!!!

Well now that I'm done with the rant...


- a little bit of a rant, but what are blogs for?

The story so far...

Ok so I haven't blogged in a while and I figure it's just because I'm a lazy son of a bitch! Well that changes now!

I got an app on y iPhone that lets me submit blog posts! I win!

Now the last time I blogged was at the beginning of November. A lot of shit has happened since then.

In November I was supposed to spend the month writing a 50,000 word short novel. This did not happen. Inspiration was just so hard to come by and the most I got down was about 1000 words before I was like " this is shit!" and went on to the next thing.

December came and went and with it so did christmas and new years and my brothers birthday. I still need to get my brother a birthday present but I sent myself broke buying all the christmas presents that I did. New years was heaps of fun too but I was working most of the night and drinking the rest. Good times and great people to spend time with was the main theme of December.

Now it is 9 days into January. Most of my time has been spent working. Other than that I've been adjusting to not being able to have energy drinks and weening myself of fast food. Part of the whole new years resolution. So far so good. But another part of my new years resolution is that I want to update twitter more often and write blogs more often. Fuck facebook. I can use that to check what other people are doing occasionally. And read replies to my tweets XD!

I saw gullivers travels with my brother and my dad this week too. It was really lame but altogether fun. I enjoyed it a lot. Oh and the Tourist! I loved that movie!

SPOILERS!!!!
great twist ending!

Also did something I've wanted to do for ages! YUM CHA!

It was supposed to be me tim and beth but it ended up being me Tim nat Dave Joseph and tara! It was delicious!
















And we ended the day in a big hug because I don't get to see them too often. Well Tara and Joseph that is...



And that is the story right about til now. I'm at work at the moment and I reckon that this is as good a place as any to end the first of I'm hoping many 2011 blogs!


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