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Blog Thread II: Beyond Blogosphere.
Patrick:
Dear blog thread,
Today, hopefully, I'll have another meetup with the people with whom I'm writing music for a musical. We did this for the first time earlier this week, and between the three of us we came up with some pretty awesome shit. We also had a really really good time, a better time than I actually ever anticipated. I am pretty sure there'll be another meetup on Monday, at very least. I really can't wait though, I am already kindof addicted to it.
Love,
Me!
Masterbainter:
Dear Blog thread,
I have to go to the bathroom so bad(#2)... but I know it's going to take more than 5 minutes and I only have 4 minutes till break. I hate waiting.
On a less stinky note, I am going snowboarding with my roomate and my brother this weekend. My roommate and myself are bother bringing our girlfriends. My girlfriend is bringing her roommate. My roommate's gf is pregnant and my gf's rommate is pregnant. This is funny because I know my brother isn't getting laid all weekend.
unless he tries getting with my girl... in which case I better be able to watch in the corner!
Skibas_clavicle:
God damnit, blog thread, I haven't gone to bed yet! It's almost 5 30...AM!
Eris:
For some reason I decided to go visit my family this weekend. I wasn't entirely looking forward to this in the first place, but I thought I would bring my laptop and the wireless internet plug-thing and at least would be able to talk to people.
I sit on a stupid train for three hours, have to wait at my dodgy station for my brother to pick me up, my dad's being an irritating jerk straight away (and somehow I hurt his feelings because I said I wasn't hungry when i wasn't hungry), and when I decide to have some sort of drink to try and make the night less shitty, I find that dad has gone into my room when I was away and drunk all my alcohol. All of it. Those 10 VB bottles from last time he sobered up? The bottle of malibu that Ro got me and I feel guilty about drinking? That bottle of sour apple stuff that tastes foul by itself? The other beers I accumulated from various parties? The shitty banana liqueur that i got as a birthday present (it was made to be Hannah Banana liqueur)? All Fucking Gone. This is why I need a goddamn lock on my door.
Plus the network stuff is shit around here so the wireless thing only works in the lounge room and is at broadband speed and will drop out for no reason occasionally. I have two more days of this fucking shitstain of a visit and I want to go back to Sydney right now, even though I can't really.
Why did I think moving home for uni would be a good thing? Because I'm a fucking idiot, that's why.
Inlander:
At 4:27p.m. today the heat-wave here in Melbourne peaked with a temperature of 45.1 degrees Centigrade. Apparently the hottest day on record for Melbourne was 45.6 degrees. I am not disappointed that we didn't break the record.
About an hour after that the wind changed and the temperature started dropping. Ten minutes ago the Bureau of Meteorology had the temperature at 25.2 degrees, and I've got all the doors and windows of the house open because there's the most wonderful sea-breeze I've ever felt blowing through the city. It's set to get up to 37 degrees tomorrow, but fuck it, if I can go outside without feeling like my eyeballs are about to burst then I'm going to be happy. This has been the most vile three days of weather I've ever experienced - in fact, it's the worst run for over 100 years in Melbourne. Last night it was so hot that I went to bed clutching an ice-pack. With the breeze blowing off the sea instead of out of the desert the humidity has soared, but hell, it's only 25 degrees.
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