Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Get Found.

'Lo everyone.

Almost two weeks. Not the biggest gap between posts. Still, since three people have called me on it, I guess I'd better get back onto it.

Haven't posted since just after Salefest, hell. My memory's pretty awful, I suppose I tricked you all when I was posting daily. Oh well, let's see how we go.

I don't remember much of Puggs week before last, apart from the fact that I was there. Yep.

On Friday I headed out for Cameron's birthday, that man has grown a very, very impressive beard since the last time I saw him four months ago. Met up with Aiden and Jake, found a very classy Japanese restaurant (huge line to get in) which had amazing food. Tried sake as well. Strange that it's warm. We took Cameron to the brewhouse across the road and he sampled a few different beers. Turns out he's a guinness man, wouldn't have picked that. Did an Exford run as well, I think?

This week has been ever so much, warming up for end of semester assignments. I have to motivate myself, getting far too lazy, looking forward to the holidays. Maybe not as much as the last lot, but still, four and a bit months of summer and living in the city with nothing to do (until I find a job...). Anyway. Uni and that (AND THAT!).

I'll be honest, I'm sick of critical thinking, once you get the hang of the week's concept you just smash it and then you're stuck in class for twenty minutes til they move onto the next bit. Professional Communication lectures are bloody useless, this week since the lecturer was late the backup guy decided to show "funny" youtube clips. Waste of time.

Did do an assessment in class for that though, smashed that too. Watch a cheesy Matthew McConaughey clip, rubbish on about it for three and a bit pages, pretty easy. I suppose I still have vestigial exam skills, in that under pressure I can fill up a page with crap quickly if I really need to. Falling behind on the media journal thingy though, which is bad. My plan for this week is to have all of them finished and a plan on the other two essays done, then I can focus on the group assessment and prepare for that. Then get everything else done in one big heap like last semester.

This week has been slow, I suppose. Puggs last week was good, I recall. ET believes Jake and I are now "part of the family". God help us, I'm a regular. Usual shenanigans, until suddenly a wild Denny, Emily and Matt rock up. Cool.

Next morning (well... lunchtime, but that's morning for me), catch up with Hayley over a coffee, then meet up with Denny and Matt in the city, have a look at the Occupy Melbourne protests (I'm sorry, but we have it pretty good here. Unlike in the States we DO have a good healthcare plan, we DO have an effective student loan thing, and we DON'T have a financial crisis to the extent they do. Stop bloody whinging you dirty hippies). Had a browse in the clean new Missing Link (SOOO tempted by a Queens of the Stone Age self titled), moseyed up to Thousand Pound as I felt like a toastie and getting out of the cold, then Matt left so Denny and I headed to the casino. There's a maccas in there, did not know that. Useful to know.

Anyway, we wasted some time shooting stuff at Galactic Circus until Jake and Pat arrived, then we went nuts, driving cars and shooting zombies and such. Shame they got rid of the pinball machines. After that, headed to Cho Gao for very, very heavy drinking after dropping Denny's bag off at Alfred st. We played the 4chan drinking game, which Pat had on his phone. Bad idea, I think. We need real cards, first of all. Once cheap jugs finished we moseyed over to the Exford for more drinking and enjoying the superb jukebox they have.

Somehow Denny, Pat and I made it back to Alfred st alive, they crashed on the couch together (how romantic). Fairly quiet weekend after all that, except for the hangover.

So far this week I've made a start on my assignments, still don't know what the hell I'll do for journalism, but we'll see how we go. Angus, Barry and Boxy did a raid on Toorak and Kew during hard rubbish night. So much better in the city. We got five desktops, seven monitors, two old clear iMacs, a wireless router, two dvd players, an xbox with Halo still inside, a set of golf clubs that's only missing the putter, and a walkman. Yeah. Shame pretty much none of them work, though Baz's Abu Shanking the computers into something we can play Age of Empires on, he just needs a Windows disc (or install program, no IDEA how he could acquire that...).

Also enrolled in next year's course, I'm doing communications and journalism as minors. Because that will definitely get me a job. Not looking forward to Writing Fiction as an assessable, folio class at all, but Cinema Studies might be fun.

For the rest of the week, if I survive Angus going nuts in Woosh's absence/Baz going on a murderous rampage because of above, Puggs and heavy drinking Thursday then working a lot. Which to be honest is pretty standard, except I'll be drinking more and working harder. Meh. Bring on the end of the semester.

That was a long post. Cheers to you if you finished it. I'd say I won't leave things for another fortnight, but I don't want to jynx myself.

Hurm.

Crossposted.

peace.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Salefest again.

'Lo all.

I've been busy this week, otherwise this'd be up earlier.

So. Pretty slow week of uni, a little bit of rushing around. Can't recall many great adventures either, so I'll just skip straight to the weekend.

Friday's close enough? Headed into the city, tried to get a pair of interviews and got sheparded towards emailing a media relations person. Bastards. Saw the Vasco Era in Brunswick (OH GOD SO MANY HIPSTERS), and they were very loud for 130pm.

Next morning, drove back home with Steve, not a bad ride cept when we lost maccas on the way. Get home, the house is quiet, run into Kevin on my way out then get a phone call off a freshly woken up Fraser. I warned him not to come out.

Anyway, meet with the droogs in the chicken shops, have some delicious chicken shop chips, then we raided the bottleo. Two slabs and something nice each should do for six of us.

We headed to Pat's and proceeded to get smashed early through a game of boxhead. We were a little messy when we made it to Annie's and met the girls, who were still doing some makeup. So, off to the Star for beer and watching a band, caught up with Cheezy, saw some Bananas in Pyjamas and a lot of either overly made up girls or people who should probably not leave the house wearing so little. Since it was pyjama theme, Denny, Patrick and I went as pirates.

Went to the Gippy after that, I think? Had another beer with Cheezy but compared to last year it was empty. So, to Jack's for more drinking, saw a lot of familiar faces. I think we headed to the Star again after that? Things get a little blurry.

I've been having flashbacks for the last few days, I only remember bits and pieces really. Last year was a lot more fun, seemed to be busier? I don't know. Some absolute shenanigans though. I recall running into Emily, who'd made it down just in time. Had a chat to Meg and went Hayden hunting with Pat in Kas. Spent a lot of time in Ringers' outside bit catching up with Maddie Murphy. Annie caught up with Jayden, as I remember. There was a punk band playing in the Outback Bar that weren't bad. Ran into British and shouted an awful lot, somehow there's a photo of us up? Got caught by Alison and dragged onto the dancefloor. Brett Glover's band played Chilli Peppers.

Anyway, walked someone home to Annie's (might have been Alison?) with Meg, met Jordan's boyfriend, then moseyed home about two or three. Somehow still awake at 6, painful.

Next day, slept through everything, phone was refusing to work, it was raining outside and my bag was at Sam's, who was now in Melbourne. Balls. Somehow got to the station with twenty minutes to spare, and met Emily and Denny, got back to Melbourne feeling pretty munted.

This week was pretty painful, I'm a week behind in my media journal articles, I can't seem to get an interview for this thing due on Friday, and I had an in class essay today. I smashed the last one though, thankfully.

Lot of shenanigans going on here at 102 as well. Today, for instance, I was happily working on this article (... and playing solitaire) on the couch when Woosh, Bennett, Collo, and then Angus walk in, and all start working out. Wtf.

Tomorrow's going to be fun, going to check out a place in Carlton in the morning after banging on a few doors at the Port of Melbourne Corp's building, then uni and such, then Puggs because I believe I'll need a drink. Then after that, clean up article (and PRAY I have the interviews) then Cameron's in the city. Woo.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

To Hell With Good Intentions.

'Lo all.

Welp. Uni and that. Thrilling stuff.

Seems I've passed the first six weeks, which is a good sign, cept now it's going to get trickier. Oh well.

Hazy memories of earlier this week. Tom came down to the city on Sunday night, Isaac, Pat, and I caught up with him over a few games of pool and beers which was good. He's doing well, though maybe Canberra's starting to get to him. Definitely come back in the summer, man.

The Bearded Man dropped in Tuesday, which was good, caught up with him and Travis over a burger, and he tried some of Baz's beer (seal of approval there). Headed out after that and got fairly munted, as I recall.

Pretty slow week at uni, not going to lie. Thursday was slightly more exciting, headed to RMIT for a radio thing. Teacher dude was half an hour late, and despite apparently being "full" only six people showed up. Eventually, dude did show up, and turns out it was one of Bec's friends. Not that he recognised me, even though we'd met at least three times beforehand.

Anyway, brief crash course in radio conventions, then I had to leave before we got to the good bit. Back at Swinburne, got my second journalism assignment (Port of Melbourne Corporation? daaaamn...), then slept through critical thinking. Didn't go out that night, which was a good thing as I may have interrupted things when I got home.

Friday was alright, more radio stuff, Bernice and I did a twenty minute show which didn't crash and burn. We went for a group lunch at Melbourne Central, where conversation was dominated with relationship issues once we finally found a table. Then more theatre sports type games which to be honest I have no patience for, though I suppose I understand why we were doing them. Had a drink at Thousand Pound after, then headed home as it started pissing down. Damn Melbourne weather.

Yesterday some of the horde rocked up to watch the footy, we got heavily intoxicated and might have terrified poor Baz and Christina. The game itself was enjoyably close until the last quarter, where Geelong finally got away. I guessed that though. Kids seemed to like 102, especially the city bike. Showed them all Nevermind, but it was pretty meh since half of it was shut because of the weather. I don't go out in Hawthorn much on Saturdays. Meh.

Angus arrived home at about 2, screaming. By this time, everyone had left except Pat, who had crashed on the couch. Jesus, the next hour and a half was at once hilarious and terrifying. There were ice buckets poured on heads, tomato sauce spread on nipples, and copious amounts of nudity. After Angus decided to go for a longboard down the street, the police decided to drive past. He panicked, sprinted home, turned out all the lights and locked himself in the bathroom. Meanwhile, Baz, Pat, and I had to deal with the curious police officers who were shining torches into the house. We then murdered Angus.

This morning was painful, not going to lie. My alarm clock went off at about 5am (thanks Jordan and Naomi), then Hayden and Jake rocked up before I was fully awake (sorry about that). House was cleaned up pretty quickly though.

So yeah, not a bad weekend, I suppose. Just had a huge steak that Baz cooked on his new barbecue on the porch.

While I remember.

Blessed - ***
Cheesy and mildly predictable, but definitely a downer film. That was some crazy Blixa Bargeld screaming at the end as well. Could tell Christos Tsolkias has a hand in writing it during one scene involving a Greek dude and exploitation. Still, not a bad film.

Source Code - ****
Just when you think it's a crappy ending it suddenly makes you think. Enjoyable film, lots of twists, much like Duncan Jones' previous film Moon. Definitely worth seeing at least once. Some plotholes that you acn't really think too much about but still.

I think I'm caught up now. Been watching a lot of Daria still, not sure what I'll do after that. Maybe get Community.

This week will be interesting. Gotta struggle through it, then heading home Saturday morning to see the family and get embarrassingly drunk for Salefest, as well as celebrate Meg and Alison's birthdays. Should be good fun.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.