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Blog Thread III : Look Who's Blogging Now
Jace:
--- Quote from: Drill King on 11 Feb 2010, 14:55 ---I think for all of my writing assignments I want to use Zinglobeb's life but even for creative writing assignments it's not believable.
My last assignment was flying rhinos.
--- End quote ---
fatty:
SWEET: So, last night I went to an exhibition opening. The exhibition was good, met up with some of my friends (inc 2 who were in it!). It was curated by this crazy guy called Tom Rivard who's quite wacky and does unusual things. website >>http://www.leanproductions.com.au/
AWESOME: They served scotch at the bar for free, by itself or as a whisky sour. YAY. You had to pay for beer though!! They also had free popcorn!
COOL: They had like a tomato soup in shot glasses, which my friend reckoned had vodka in it.
SLIGHTLY LAME: So we hung out outside talking for ever and trying to get the group together to go eat. Someone suggested this Chinese place so we all went there but didn't know which one and stood around being lost until we finally got back together and sat down. It was already 9.30 and we were STARVING.
AWESOME: The restaurant was pretty crappy looking, but delicious. It was even better when one girl convinced the waitress to turn of the flourescents and leave the orange mood lamps. We're all architects/designers so the whole table of 20 cheered.
DELICIOUS: dumplings!
RANDOM: We followed a friend to a house party at Tom Rivard's home/office. By the time we rocked up there was 8-9 of us left. Apparently this guy is crazy and does lots of drugs and loves partying
SWEET: things in his house, like totally cool antiques and stuff. Also, more scotch YEAAAAAH.
SAD: Finally going home, not that late, about 2.30 or something. Got my friend to drop me at train station in city.
LAME: Waiting for the bus in the cold for 20 min. Nightriders which come once per hour after like midnight. All dodgy looking guys and crazy teenagers.
STUPID: Getting on the wrong bus. IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION!!!!!!!!!!!!! And not realising! At first I thought it was going in the right direction. Then I asked the person next to me and he was like 'yes it's going there where you asked'. IT WASN'T.
FRIGHTENING: By the time I realise where I am, I'm upset and stunned at how stupid I was, I hop off onto an empty street. This part of town is DODGY. I was in Rockdale, for those in Sydney. It is SE of the city, when I was going NW. I'M TERRIFIED. I wake up my cousin and she helps me freak out and get the taxi number
FORTUNATE: A taxi comes by and agrees to take me homeward, to where my car is parked. This is at 2.45 and his shift ends at 3am. He will be late and he said he has to pay a fee because someone else will be waiting to pick up the taxi. But he says he couldn't bear to leave me on the street. Sometimes taxi drivers are considerate!
PYSCHO: His driving! He went 80km/hr in 50-60 zones and GOD KNOWS how fast on the freeway. Even lamer because the Harbour Tunnel was closed for construction and we had to take the Harbour Bridge.
PAINFUL: Watching the Fare Calculator go forever upwards, plus the three tolls we had to pay. I estimate it was about 40 km? He dropped me a servo to get cash because there's a huge credit card fee, and the total bill is $116.80 - This is about how much I spend per week on food and going out, because I still live at home and I don't have a job right now D:
I told him I'd love to give him a huge tip for making him late and all, but I could barely afford that fee.
LAME: Walking back to my car and picking it up. Going home and collapsing in my bed.
APPOLOGIES: for the long post, but I hope it helped that I gave you mood cues.
syrupykeyboard:
Hey guys. Didn't know whether to put this in the Sober thread, or the relationship thread, or where.
So, there's this dude who lives right next to me, we just recently started hanging out. He's a cool guy, and so are all of his friends that he's introduced.
He wants to hang out every day, almost. This has been a bit tiring. We don't smoke every day. Maybe once or twice a week.
So, we play Halo and smoke the weeds and stuff. Used to be, pot made it easier for me to relax and forget about stuff going on in my life. Recently though, it's just been augmenting my social fears.
So, like, there's the whole
"We smoked yesterday, but I don't want to come over today, but crap, will that insult him, maybe he'll think I just like hanging out for the weed"
"Oh crap, I don't know his friend really well so I didn't know what to say really so I didn't contribute to the conversation like at all crap do they think I am trying to brush them off"
"How often do I thank him for stuff, like I do not want to not thank him enough, but then I also don't want to thank him too much and him think I'm being all formal and like detached or something"
"Crap I have been feeling worse than usual emotionally / mentally lately and so I am probably not that cool of a dude to be hanging out with"
Etc. Basically, I've just been hella stressing and doubting myself and being depressed and weed is not being a kind mistress lately and I don't like it that I can't enjoy being high, and I don't like it that I WANT to get high. Anymore it just makes me think of all the bad stuff in my life and how I am wasting my life and wasting money on weed when I could be saving it for college (I don't buy weed very often so it is not that much money but still) and being disappointed in myself.
tl;dr "Abloo bla bloo"
Patrick:
I went to George's cocktail party last night. 2 developments occurred there:
1. Sierra and I are apparently dating now. I know this for a few reasons, including her kissing me in the middle of a discussion about the nature of future hangouts, and the fact that she basically didn't give me the option of walking myself to my own house. Instead, we went to her apartment and stayed up until 9 this morning, talking about a bunch of stuff and listening to/making music (she plays a bit of guitar, a lot of keys, and she sings) and occasionally making out for no good reason. We then proceeded to pass out until 3 this afternoon.
2. The entire staff of the coffee shop were at George's party, and as the evening progressed and discussions were had, they were all rather vocal that they wanted to have me work with them at the store. And two of the three people who interviewed me were there, and they were actually the ones most vocal about it.
Everything I ever do conflicts with every other thing I ever do and damn it I just knew this was gonna happen. Separately, these pieces of news are great! Together, though, they are the perfect recipe for clusterfuck.
Jace:
Patrick. Patrick...
EDIT: I'll make this a real post.
I made cookies today. They are tasty. Also had tasty pizza and watched the Sabres forget how to play hockey again. Now I'm watching Rachel Maddow and crushing so hard.
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