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Lead up to new years eve

Its been quite disappointing. The weather has been overcast and trying to rain except for yesterday where the sun decided to peek its head through for a few hours. I made full advantage of this by getting some fish and chips and going to the beach to eat and swim. Other then that though I have been inside mostly just watching DVD’s and episodes of Scrubs.

I just got back from Charmaine’s 19th birthday which was held at the bowling ally. Was heaps of fun and its good to see her back on her feet and returning to some of her old charm’ish ways. Happy Birthday charmaine.

Tomorrows plans are still undecided! At the moment the plan is, beach, then party at martys followed by a wobble up to the surf club and a crawl to the pub. But that is likely to change.

Happy new years everyone.

Miserable.

So either dump a crap load of rain or piss off clouds. There is only one good thing this weather is good for, and I cant do it so GRR!

Stupid freaking weather.

Meh-rey Christmas

So even though I was not expecting a wonderful magical xmas, I still managed to be saddened by it.

It started by waking up in the morning at 8! after a night out. So slightly dull I went and had breakfast and started to pack. I then fed the dogs, gave timmy to the neighbours to look after and went to check on the birds in the aviary. It was upon entering the cage that I noticed Mr Hobbs (our last quail) was not very energetic. Once captured the reason was clear, he had a severely broken wing. We have dealt with wings on quails before (namely Mr Hobbs soul partner Victoria) and knew they were really not much use. So the decision was made by mother to end his misery.

Sorry Hobbs!

So yes, after that ordeal I locked the house and took off to 1770 where the rest of the family was. Problem was that the car was low on petrol and the 4 service stations on the highway were all shut. I head off to agnus waters where halfway there the trust warning tone flashed up and said I had 0km’s worth of fuel in the tank. It was then when I started taking notice of houses and which ones would be the quickest to walk to if the car stopped as I had no reception on the mobile either.

The car kept going and I put through a help call to mum asking for someone to come out with some fuel. It wasn’t needed though as the car kept going for another 50k’s and made it to the servo in Aggie (which was open!) where I saw dad at the turnoff. He was not impressed seeming as he had just siphoned 5litres of petrol from the ute and had the foul taste in his mouth.

So I got to the camping spot all safe, had lunch, swapped presents (I got money and cologne. I didn’t really want or need anything) and then proceeded to get sunburnt. Later that night we got my first cousin once removed (we had a debate about this until I saved the day and looked up on wikipedia on mums phone) a bit drunk and laughed at her total lack of geographical knowledge (The equator goes through Australia, Japan is near Jakarta etc).

So it ended up not being such a bad night.

Hope everyone had a good Christmas.

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I have the house all to myself till Saturday night. I should really try to organise something. Not really all that much else to comment on really. I have spent loads on Xmas presents for people. I really am becoming broke.

I have to head back to Brissy around the 12th for an exam, then the big day out is on the 21st. Also Amy is having something later in January too. Quite a busy month.

In other news, I have a myspace now. Yes yes I know it is scary and someone should really stab me.

Stupid Crims

Just had to share these:

Tent Movin’ show staring Ranger Steve Raper

Well well that was quite the camping trip. Kate invited me to South End with her and a few mates (Kate S, Tracy “Floater” and Will). After getting stuck behind a bulldozer freaking out I was going to miss the ferry and being unable to secure any seafood for a bbq we set off. Me being the big impressive 18yo decided to flex my adult muscle and buy a drink before anyone else could have one.

We got to the island and set off towards the camping grounds. Will and I carrying the esky managed to beat the girls even though they scabbed a lift with some nice lady. After cracking one open and setting up the tent we realised that kate being the smart girl she is forgot matches so they marched off to the shop while I finished the camp. The shop was closed but a nice ranger we nicknamed Ranger Steve Raper gave us a couple of boxes which were almost emptied by the girls trying to start a fire while Will and I stood back and laughed. After I lit the fire I think we lasted all of an hour outside before moving into the tent because of the gale force winds and rain.

We stayed there talking about topics ranging from Ranger Steve Raper, the mutants on the island that could be moving our tent with aid of screens and the physics of acceleration to Tracy’s white leg that could be chewed off by mutants and land on the tent and her negative weight and how she would float away if it was not for the food and clothes holding her down. We also got our food eaten by a boar in the wee hours of the morning and in the process scare the crap out of Kate S. The aforementioned Kate and I also spotted a Capossum. Oh and because of the broken zippers we also got eaten alive by mozzies.

After little sleep we managed to cook breakfast and get the girls tipsy. Actually Tracy was plastered, passing out in places and not remembering things like eating icecreams. We swam and I got burnt.

That was that really. Great time, looking forward to another one.

Congrats to them too on their OP’s: Will – 3, Kate -7, Kate S – 5, Tracy – 12.

Passed out!

Hey, just wanted to say I am thoroughly whiped out. Had a big night last night which involved beer. Does anyone have the same problem as me?

I can drink a few jugs of rum and just start to feel it. I drink a jug of beer, any beer and i feel like im about to fall over. I think I might have a allergic reaction to the yeast or something. IE tonight, I had a jug of beer, A jug of rum and a few cans of bundy and cola. I feel like im about to pass out. Stupid alcohol, im going to reget this post in the morniing am I not?

Women and their bladders…

Well, the night was better then I thought. Apart from hearing snippits of their ‘ I Never’ game and watching the aftermath of the game of Chubby Bubby (25 was the record) the night was fine. At midnight when Matt the drill sergent told them to shut up, the little turds did. It was peace and quiet……. until 12:30. Thats when girls turn into pregnent racehorces in a drinking competition. I swear it was one in, one out for the rest of the night.