Happy Birthday FIONA!! Woooo!!!
I tried calling the house, your number, your ex-boyfriends number, all to no avail. I take that to mean you were deep inside the rocken-est club, doing fat lines of coke off strippers erections and generally wildin' out and gettin' violent! Nice work!
This is our other dog, Cerberus, who guards the gates to hell and enjoys a tasty rabbit snack.
Firstly, I haven't sat down to do any work since last Thursday, and hence haven't posted, as I went to Melbourne on Fri to pick up Wen and dropped her off yesterday. That's what kind of fun filled action adventure we had! No time for nerding it up.
After climbing with Steve and Choco on Friday, I headed back to Steve's place. He supplied me with a nourishing bowl of lentil soup, and we obtained the rest of our nourishment from a few bottles of wine. We hung out in Steve's dojo and rocked out...
I had to get up rather early, and Steve and his young lady friend (Mish, Mysh, Mich? Heyyyy... it just occured to me that her full name might be Michelle) had just done a few fat lines. So Steve kindly, or perhaps drunkenly, offered me their bed, insisting that they'd party on to the break of dawn. I woke to them huddled up on the couch, looking like a pile of stuff left beside a saint vinnies bin...
I picked up Wen, and we swanned around Fitzroy for a while, then met up with my brutha Abz, who was walking around gingerly like he'd fallen asleep in a bar on Oxford St the night before (that is, and subsequently been awoken to being aggressively sodomized by a gay Tongan rugby team). Apparently it was from Tai-Kwon-Do, but that's far less amusing or arousing to imagine.
Steve had mentioned there was a navvy little vego place in St. Kilda called 'Lentil as Anything', where there are no fixed prices and you simply pay what you feel the meal was worth. Intriguing! So Wen and I headed down there for dinner, and had a simply superb meal of Pea and Potato curry and a Beetroot curry. Unfortunately, Wendy read in the toilet that the place was actually running at a bit of a loss, since many people were just paying five bucks. So we threw in twenty bucks, and would have thrown in another five if we'd had the change. During the meal, I had a few light beers, and Wen threw down a bottle of wine, and then laughed/cryed/slept all the way home, in true pissed-chick tradition.
Guilt... crushing.. will... to... write..., must... lash self... with... green... stick...
Work time.
This is our other dog, Cerberus, who guards the gates to hell and enjoys a tasty rabbit snack.
Firstly, I haven't sat down to do any work since last Thursday, and hence haven't posted, as I went to Melbourne on Fri to pick up Wen and dropped her off yesterday. That's what kind of fun filled action adventure we had! No time for nerding it up.
After climbing with Steve and Choco on Friday, I headed back to Steve's place. He supplied me with a nourishing bowl of lentil soup, and we obtained the rest of our nourishment from a few bottles of wine. We hung out in Steve's dojo and rocked out...
I had to get up rather early, and Steve and his young lady friend (Mish, Mysh, Mich? Heyyyy... it just occured to me that her full name might be Michelle) had just done a few fat lines. So Steve kindly, or perhaps drunkenly, offered me their bed, insisting that they'd party on to the break of dawn. I woke to them huddled up on the couch, looking like a pile of stuff left beside a saint vinnies bin...
I picked up Wen, and we swanned around Fitzroy for a while, then met up with my brutha Abz, who was walking around gingerly like he'd fallen asleep in a bar on Oxford St the night before (that is, and subsequently been awoken to being aggressively sodomized by a gay Tongan rugby team). Apparently it was from Tai-Kwon-Do, but that's far less amusing or arousing to imagine.
Steve had mentioned there was a navvy little vego place in St. Kilda called 'Lentil as Anything', where there are no fixed prices and you simply pay what you feel the meal was worth. Intriguing! So Wen and I headed down there for dinner, and had a simply superb meal of Pea and Potato curry and a Beetroot curry. Unfortunately, Wendy read in the toilet that the place was actually running at a bit of a loss, since many people were just paying five bucks. So we threw in twenty bucks, and would have thrown in another five if we'd had the change. During the meal, I had a few light beers, and Wen threw down a bottle of wine, and then laughed/cryed/slept all the way home, in true pissed-chick tradition.
Guilt... crushing.. will... to... write..., must... lash self... with... green... stick...
Work time.
posted by dr. cok at 8:13 AM
14 Comments:
Gee. You know what matty, i wish you wouldn't go into such DETAIL of your goings on... i mean really matt, do we need to be bored to death by everything you have done between the 28th of April, and today, the 3rd of May??? Jesus!! hehehe.
Hey b-roq,
When is this birthday bash you are having? I got a text from you a while ago saying that is was on the 14th and then a couple of weeks later I got one from Wendy saying it was on the 13th. I rang Wendy and told her about this minor discrepancy and she said that she’d get back to me but hasn’t so seeing it is your party I thought it would be better to ask you?
Don’t f&$# me around as I know where yous live habib!
Well, due to the brevity of Mat's last entry, I guess I am going to have to make my own fun.
Howsa bout a bitch about this guy that went for the same Antarctica position as me? He has tracked me down, and has since written me 10 emails which together contain 4798 words (I copied them into a word doc and word counted just to prove the point). He has ranted and raved on every aspect of the damn proposition, convinced himself that I am his main competition, and given me blow by blow accounts of the other people he has under a similar microscope (other people that have been to Antarctica). He does not give their names - he is off to meet "Dinosaur Lady" today. Oh - and he called me last night on my mobile to apologize for dumping all the info and then ... what? Leaving me hanging? Geesh!! Thank fuck he is in another state and may soon be on another continent.
Dude!! That photo of Steve is simply super! He, as we all well know, is one mad nut and ever let him remain, etc, etc.
Sounds like your weekend was chocka block full of lentils!! I don't know when I last chowed down on a lentil anything ... And boy don't I not miss them!! (If you can work your way through them double negatives, you are a better person than I...)
Good luck writing - we are all figuratively rooting for you! (as apposed to furtively rooting for you, or frantically rooting for you ….)
Cerberus was the name of the slave character in my year 7 Latin text book (eg. 'Cerberus est in atrium')... alternatives being: 'canis est in atrium', or most amusingly for purile 12 year old minds: Cerberus est in canis...
Oh really? Well I was attempting to get some comic leverage from toffee's red-eye, by implying she was in fact the mythical Cerberus:
http://www.pantheon.org/articles/c/cerberus.html
but you knew that, huh? Of course you did, you're Katie!
Your dogs all look the same!!! I know that in the country there is a lower gene pool but I didn't think it extended to farm animals aswell.
Birthday was really nice...Dan insisted I drink his fancy red "sparkling wine" from the Hunter Valley...along with my drink of choice..tequila...went to the Nags Head for a meal and got very very stoned!! funny that!
No! No! No! It's the SAME dog! It just has red-eye from the flash...
Good to hear you had a good b/day Fi. I went climbing yesterday arvo with Choco and did this 18 that had eluded me for some time! I was stoked. I really need to get my own harness/shoes, as hiring them is really starting to give me the shits. Can we do that next week? Hmm?
um, yeah, I did actually... it was an aside, didn't have much to add to your reference...
If it's any consolation, I was a little confused as to the origin, and was in fact thinking of Sirius (gyppo version)...but you get that with ancient mythology.. see, I am only an 'almost' know it all...
whoops: "inappropriate" use of inverted commas...
How ironic! (This pun is aimed in Chia's general direction)
Not a prob..we'll go SHOPPING together. Need to choose your shoes asap so I can order them in the right size and model. I refuse to allow you to buy anything from anyone else...Fi Fis shop of Pain is open for business!
Such a long post and no mention of little old me. I thought that turkey slapping competition we had would at least rate a mention and you didn't even publish the photos!!
Ah well, we got drunk and had a good time... what more is there to say? I haven't got up to last Tuesday yet, where you plunged from the wall and took the full force of the blow on your nuts, then writhed around on the ground for a while, squealing like the lilliputian virgin you violated a few years ago!
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