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I wanted that soo much to be a real movie. ^

yeah I'm really leaning towards the two girls. I'm just going to suss out if it is remotely possible to live somewhere decent that isn't a ghetto neighbourhood for our price range. (shitty neighbourhoods are ok and all, but I spend enough time dealing with that shit. like I've said excessively now, I'd really like some peace and quiet) If it is (which its got to be) then I think that's where I'll go. I refuse to think about the possibility of sex in this household though from the girls or their friends. I predict it will be the whole things total undoing.

I think they are a prawn related. Kind of like what muscles are to oysters, shrimp are to prawns. And foster's is another totally false stereo-type, here the staples are VB, Carlton Draught and Toohey's New. My personal beer of choice is Coopers Red.

Tommorow is australia day, the people who I went to high school with and I realised that none of us have ever actually put a shrimp on the barbie, not that we don't have barbies. There was a point in my life where my entire life was painting and drinking, sleeping on crew members couches and getting fed by rolling to random barbies (everytime I went to the bathroom it was like shitting cold steel son). But for some reason none of these barbies ever had shrimp or prawns or seafood of anykind. So tommorow this is going to be rectified, and we are going to celebrate Australia day by living up to this completely false Australian stereo-type. Also Australia day is basically the day Europeans settled here and claimed the land as being unowned and newly found even though aboriginals were here a long time before. So in light of this fact, the natives may or may not spill blood in the streets. In the mid ninetees they protested, I don't know if they're still doing that? They fucking should be. Please Discuss.

haha well I've met one of them, I think he might fit into the normalish low key category? I met him once and had a quick conversation, then have seen again alot of times since and have not bothered talking to him. Not because I dislike him, just because, well you meet alot of people you know? The shit that I'm concerned about is these two dudes hanging in the common areas of the house at all hours, and using my hot water, and eating my food. Neither of the girls seem to be the inconsiderate type. So I'm hoping it will be kosher. Master bait- do those two girls you live with have boyfriends? If so does it mess with you at all ? Also on the note of not having any sexual interest, you're right. But I rubbed one out over one of the girl's friends who whispered in my ear something about dirty dancing the other day. Should I be concerned ? :huh2: :haha:

I can see what you're saying but I think it must sound different than it is. 1) There isn't any real sparks between me and either of them. Not that they are bad looking, or that they aren't cool. But things just don't come off with those kind of vibes. And if there was, well... I'm not the type of dude who cuts other peoples grass, but I'm sure you know things happen, and boyfriends dissapear. But the point is, I'm not really thinking about in to fuck. It seems like a stupid reason to commit to six months of living with some people. 2) It could be like that, and I'm a bit concerned. I'm wondering if I should ask them about it? One of them said she spends like two nights a week at her b/f's so I'm thinking maybe she rolls to his more than he rolls to hers. Either way, I wouldn't be putting up with that shit if the problem did come up. 3) The menstral thing is true. They syncronise. But honestly I havn't met anyone who's really fucked up on pms. It's like they are aware of the stereotype and force themselves to behave as pleasantly as possible. 4) I know two of the five people are cool. One is basically a big baby and one is way to constantly hyped up for my liking (see P**ls reference). The other I don't really know, but like I said over 5 minutes it seemed like we'd be falling out in no time. ( I could be wrong ofcourse) 5) This is true. Like I said, I'm seriously sick of fighting all the time with people. I'm trying to figure out if the smaller slightly more expensive house will help this situation. If it does, than I really dont care about the extra room. 6)This hypothetically is true, but in my dorm experience in a big house, there is more bitching and more people get involved just complicating things. At least if i fall out with one of the 2 girls there is no one else to talk about it but each other. 7) How is the big house closer to the bar? Another thing that could suck is that the two girls have been friends for a long time, this combined with the fact that I won't be signing the lease could mean I won't have alot of leverage when it comes to sorting shit out. Which is not something I'm really keen for.

So it's about time I move out of my current place and into a sharehouse. Here are my options. a) two girls, one goes to art school/ studies english lit (which is what I studied), the other studies english lit. I don't really know either of them. I met art school girl in some class a year ago and randomly bump into her every now and again, she wanted to use me in a short film last week and booya. b) 5 other people. 3 of which I've lived with in a dorm for a year and a half. there is 1) I environmental engineer guy, loves drinking and hates the state of world politics he's from penselvania america. 2) his asian/australian girlfriend. Studies actuarial studies, is a really nice girl. Likes fashion on eating like a buffalo and cheesy pop music. 3) another asian/ australian girl I almost dated for awhile there but decided to shun it ( I had just broken up with another girl in this dorm and was turned of the whole dating girls I live with thing). She acts like a little girl alot (its kind of her way of bonding with people and shit, gigling acting stupid etc). Likes art etc. 4) Some trades dude who I don't think I'm going to like very much on account of one 5 minute interaction I had with him and 5) this friend of the first three who seems ok, takes more P**ls than I'd like in a housemate and is kind of a chatter box. heres are the pro's and cons. PRO'S art girls. * they like creative stuff, after 2 years of being a writer surrounded by engineers this actually counts for something. I'm tired of listening to conversations about the molecular structure of bugs dna and math problems. Its interesting for about a day. * I won't have to sign a lease with them, so if I don't like it, I can just leave. * they might be moving somewhere in a better location than where the 5 folks will be. * there are only two of them. Having to work shit out amongst five people will be hectic. It's impossible for it not to be. Big house- * I already have known three of them for a long time, I know what to expect from them and they know what to expect from me. * The fact that we're all living in a massive house means cheap rent and fucking cool house. (the one they are trying to get in nicer than my parents house) *the first two people I mentioned are actually pretty cool. I know they are reliable and would do their best to make sure things go smoothly between everyone. * they will do alot of the work for me. House hunting, organising furniture etc. CON'S art girls * I've only just met them. So many times (especially after years in a dorm) I've met people who seem to be perfectly nice and who turn out to be total freaks. * they both have boyfriends, which could mean I think I'm moving in with two girls but am really moving in with two girls and two men who eat all our food and use all our shit and invade my personal space at all hours of the day. * the house we move into won't be as nice, and will cost a bit more (like $30 a week. I can afford this if its going to save me bumping heads with people everyday. You should understand, I'm really tired of bumping heads with people. Living in a bitchy arse university dorm and working the job I do, means I have some kind of confrontation with someone at the very least once every two days. I'd like a house with some peace and quiet. Ofcourse this is not guareenteed) * I met the second girl today, she seemed very nice, but possibly a little passive agressive. But we got along well. *I'd have to house hunt alot more. 5 other people- * I have to sign a lease, which means if I dont like it I'll be stuck for 6 months or will have to fuck around finding a replacement. this sucks also because it means I'll have to travel later than I orginally planned. * I already don't think I'll get along with 2 of the 5 possibly 3 of the 5. * the location of the house they are thinking isn't bad, but it involves a 20 minute walk for late night drinking. So make me a choice 12oz.

I looked at this and burst out laughing, then left the oz and looked at some other random net shit, then came back and looked at this again, and laughed another time. Nicely done.

So I went out drinking tonight with a friend I havn't seen for over a year. Ofcourse this meant we all got stupidly drunk and over all it was great fun. Except I have to stop doing things of the following nature. I should ... 1) Stop calling people faggots so they can hear me as they walk away from trying to fight my friends in a weird drunken stupor. 2) Stop picking fights with lads (lads are this weird sub genre of graffiti writer in sydney. Normally they try to act really hard and scare you by threatening to stab you etc... But I pick a fight with one pretty much once a week and am yet to be stabbed ever. None the less It's just a matter of time until I meet one who isn't totally full of shit I guess). I'm walking to my house from the bus stop and this lad much bigger than me is staring at me. I look away then look at him and when I see he's still staring at me since we long passed each other I just stop walking and look at him. He says "can I help you with something?" I say "yeah, I'm wondering what the fuck you're looking at?" he says "I'm here with my lady" I say "what?" he says "I'm here with my lady" I say "what the fucks that got to do with anything? If you're tryng to say I was looking at you're lady then you're wrong" He says "what ?" I said "I wasn't looking at you're girlfriend if that's what you're getting at" He says "well we don't have a problem then" I say "yeah well then why the fuck are you staring at me?"\ He pauses .. starts breathing really heavily and I take my backpack off and see if he's holding a glass bottle in his hand (it turns out to be a can). Eventually he spits on the grouns and says "you can leave" I say "does that mean you don't want to fight me dickhead?" he says "did I say that?" I say "no you spat and said I can leave" we make eye contact and he starts shaking his head and walks off. I start laughing, pick up my back pack and walk home. This has to be the stupidest shit ever. Even more so now that I've typed it out and am reading it. Anyway. Add on things you'd like to stop doing when you're drunk.

My mum took my dad ( and I tagged along) to this shit for his birthday a couple years back. I actually really enjoyed it. Though is your paying full price it's waaaayy too costly for what it. The clowns in it are awesome.

this just in, I walked to the "sto" to get some juice and pop corn and saw a cowering black kitten right before I walked through a dormant construction site/ alley way type thing. I won't front. For a second there I got just alittle weirded out.

Ok here's the boblog for friday the 13th. 1) Got annoyed by some junky. He was actually just trying to make chit chat, but he was all doped up with one eye half shut and not making any sense. I wasn't really in the mood for it. 2) Watched some guy try and beat up some other guy cos he crashed into the back of the other guys car and didn't want to swap details 3) Watched a bus take out a guys side mirror on a part of his bumper which was sticking out. 4) Went to some party, all hot and tired straight after work with all these people much younger than me. Quite a few seemed alittle scared of me (People always say when they first meet me they think I'm some kind of crazy fighting type. I'm actually very chill). Drank beer, it didn't sit right with the hot and tired. Got shitty with it all. Went home. It was really a pretty mediocre day relative to the rest of my life. *Edit Sydney is pretty gay, I'd like to move to melbourne. Melbourne holiday flicks when I could be bothered.

HOW MANY PEOPLE DO SILVER AND BLACK ROLLS? I'VE NEVER SEEN SILVER LATEX PAINT. HAVE YOU? Quoted post [/b] Maybe its different in the states, as far as I know you can't get silver roll paint in oil or acrylic here. As for oil based rollers. Like I said it is technically possible to do. But I personally couldn't be bothered. Maybe you're more dedicated to your graffito drawing than I am.

It just takes a really long time to dry, stinks like shit, can be hard to apply to the wall depending on the surface (cos its kind of thick and greasy and can't be watered down to cover more easily) and if you get it on your clothes it will never come off. I guess techinically you could still do it. But it would probably be much less pleasant to do.

I don't know who said "dude are you actually a writer" but my question to you is "dude are you actually a writer?". The man said he had oil based paint. Thus, the pink roller is out the question. I think you should sell/give it to deto swif.

Flicks? Quoted post [/b] Nup, I've got flicks of alot of other stuff that has happened though. But they are part of an art project I'm working on. When it's done I'll be sure to give you the heads up.

Thanks, sir Pinup, I shall.

yeah, I'm not really to worried about it. It sounds like there will be plenty of fun to be had. Thinking about it now I've got a pretty dam good list of people who will find cool shit for me to do over there. I just figured I'd check to see if anyone knew of some stuff that would be of particular interest. One of my mates mentioned some random bar where there is grass growing on the counter and they serve beers in big test tubes. Stuff like that sounds worthy of atleast stoping for five minutes in.

I'm going to be moving around a bit. But I should be pretty close to the city centre.

^ haha. I'm pretty happy with my choice though. I'm looking forward to this trip. And last time I went there was lots of dancing around on stage anyway. So chances are I probably will end up having my dance and graff at the same time. Thanks to all those who replied. Now if people want to list cool and rare stuff to do in Melbourne that you can only know about by being a local, I'll be a happy man.

Bunyip, it's true. I work in a job where I basically stand on the street in the middle of city for four hours (no homo) and it can be a pretty gutter place to be. (I'm always told its much safer than other cities like London or NY, but since I havn't been to either I can't say for sure). I've come face to face with rapists (or people who I believe to be rapists), accidently walked in on crazy old men having sex in public bathrooms, been fucking spat on by serly old men (hopefully not related to the disease prone crazy gay men I just mentioned ). Dealt with more insane weirdo's then I care to remember. As well as a whole lot of crime related stuff that's not worth getting into. But for all the times I've been a taken aback by the stuff that happens here, I'd still take it over Adelaide in a heart beat. For all the bullshit I've also met countless interesting people here, like I mentioned in another thread, just the other day I met a girl who is going to teach me French just on the street. That same day I went to some random ass hippy dinner party and end up getting invited to go deep sea kyaking. It's really not as reserved here as people think it is. And like you said it's pretty exciting. One the other hand, if by cheap produce you mean Coopers beer, then I can totally feel you on that one. When I went there ( I like Robothruster found it pretty boring), the regulation case of coopers pale ale per day was like the highlight of the whole thing. That and the super friendly girls on New years eve.

Ohh and on a side note, I generally just had an awesome day. 1) Got pumped about Melbourne 2) Met* a very nice French girl who is going to re-teach me french (I learnt it as a kid but have forgotten) 3) Met some dude from the beaches here who invited me to go sea kyaking. (sp?) after I get back from Melb's I take it all as a good omen for my trip. Thanks for the help everyone.

Thanks spar, so I saw the promoters today. One acted much more peeved then he seemed on the phone last night. But I talked to him later and it turns out he was just playing mind games with me as a kind of practical joke. (It wasn't all that effective. I mean like I said I did feel really bad. It was eating at me for hours last night. But no one really takes well to being talked down to so when dude was like. "It sucks for you you can't make it. Its going to be a ripper of a gig your missing out on" I couldn't help but be alittle like. "I'm sorry and all but yeah whatever") Anyway the guy said he was %100 sure they would be fine without us, and it wouldnt cause them any problems. So I'm glad I went with Melbourne. Talked to some people I'm going with on the phone today. I'm getting fucking pumped. I heart Melb's for sure.

And yes, there will be pics. *And Jack, thanks for the advice man, I'm still feeling guilty. But I think I'm going to try and do what you suggested. Cheers.

I know what you mean boxcars. But in this case being where I said I would be means staying for what will be one of several pretty mediocre gigs with many many more to go. We're not in a position to be picking and choosing what time we get on stage and stuff like that, and even though we've done one or two cool ones, we're still a supporting act. And in this case I think we are one of the first acts on at a multi genre gig (by this I mean we'll be a hip hop act at a crowd that will mostly be metal heads.) And we'll be on the smaller of two stages at a show that last time I checked (a couple weeks back) hadn't sold more than 150 tickets. Honestly this type of thing is fine with me. I don't feel like I'm too good for it or anything like that. I actually enjoy this kind of due paying shit. But if its a choice between a night of that and a free trip to Melbourne with a broken promise to some people who hopefully won't miss me all that much anyway? ... I think I'm going for the second one. I'll see tommorow though. Got to make sure all my affairs (places to stay and stuff ) are in order. And if for some reason they really need us to play, then I guess I'll have to stick to my word. Otherwise its hooroo to Melburnites for new years eve.