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Thursday, January 27, 2005


'Magna wool is lethal, lesser men have been trapped between two blankets and have been suffocated by their own self satisfaction'


I'm back, briefly so I may usurp Toby Time and better my fellow man. This week has been fairly busy, and incredibly frustrating because my PC is off with the faeries.

I'd rather have it off with the hardware engineers, but you can't get everything in life.

I managed to get it working [with 16 colours] and spent an hour successfully uploading my important documents to a secure website.

Basically it means I can now work on Loaded again, and SYF3.

Huzzah.

Anyhow, this week I went to a party at Jeorge's, which was great as I was able to catch up with friends and such. I felt as though school was years ago during some of those conversations. You suddenly feel so old when you finally complete your secondary education..

I picked up Harley from his house, after getting hopelessly lost because of a dirty street sign and low-voltage lightbulbs. Jess drove past as I started walking down Kuhls road to find the stupid house numbers, and she pointed me in the right direction.

Trust it to be cold and foggy [in the middle of summer], the first time I pick someone up for a party.

Anyhow, we went to the party and the most memorable moment was when 'toldi arrived and told me something hilarious.

Lauren was at a party and overheard the A-crowder boys of our year basically complaining to the extreme about how Mark, 'toldi and I get all the girls or some rubbish.

I laughed and said, 'are you serious? You and me? I mean, I can understand man-whore Mark..' [inside joke people, it's not literal]

He went on to say that apparently they'd been ticked off/jealous all last year because we got on so well with the then year 11 girls.

Most amusing.

What else? Oh right, watched Thunderbirds [way cool] and Dodgeball and played an unhealthy amount of Halo 2.

Also I did my second last shift and was told by my manager that she was really sorry to see me go, but she'll give me a glowing recommendation as a referee for my CV.

^_^

It's my last shift tomorrow, so no more money for Liam...

Also I'll be driving Blair to school next week, which sponsored really weird dreams that involved me freaking out and realising I had to go back to school and repeat year 12.

Bizarre.

I can't complain. I had a really sweet dream that involved me being Master Chief with a laser sword and Battle Rifle, and being in the 7th Presidian, of Matthew Reilly's Contest.

Heh. Plasma Grenades on the Karanadon and swording Bellos' stomach...

^_^

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