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Boogie, I'm not too sure. Probably of here a year or two back. And Joshing is a pretty good word. I was going to say it's a great word but that might be taking it too far.

It's a genre course. Children's literature sucker. And yeah Shannon had a phase.

what happened to asking me about cheese? that was much more amiable

if this is a hard time for you then you're doing pretty well. The woman behind me if making noises like she has bird flu nigga

Hurry up and kick his ass out Shai. I want an update

............no.

god, they are playing robbie williams *throws up involuntarily*

Although I don't like agreeing with you, that is actually a pretty good generalisation. I however am here because I need late night internet and have just moved house. Except for terrorists? weirdo.

^ goodthinking. Also do you seriously think he'd go to the cops if you through him out? *the goodthinking was for ink

hahaha fuck off seeking I suppose you spend your late nights loitering in internet cafe's trying to talk to every pretty girl you see while they look at some article about shannon dohrtey's arrest? Player son.

That's huge brother. I read the words cops and if you read this thanks, if not I understand.

AIM- thehappyaksident Talk to me. I'm trying to study Harry potter for a test in an internet cafe with a pretty girl next to me and a convulsing homeless guy behind me.

Yeah true, it's alright though. Ups and downs of life type stuff. I actually remembered that I got banned from my local video store the day after (the manager's a total jerk and I told him as much), so I guess bad luck really does come in three's?

I'm not from the states, der.

So they say bad luck comes in three's this week two things have happened. 1) I got forcefully evicted out of my house, as some of you know I had been arguing with my (ex) housemates. Long story shortened this ended up with them trying to increase my rent and me telling them it's illegal and explaining how and why. After telling them we should sit down and sort it out the next evening they came into my room and physically took all the shit out and put in the street during the day. This is now in the process of being dealt with. 2) So I have to move into my parents house which is in the middle of no where for a few nights while I sort out my stuff before I go stay with friends. I work in the city then go to a friends art exhibition, drink a couple beers then catch the retardedly long train ride back. During this twelve drunk rowdy guys sit in the carriage next to me two of which keep comming into my carriage and running around just acting silly. This is not a problem for me, even though I was half asleep and they woke me up. One sits down next to me and says "ticket inspector, you got your ticket". I laugh and say "yeah bro" and show him my ticket. He snatches out my hand, we start arguing he slaps me (which was a weird thing to do) and I punch him in the face and then proceed to fight the two of them. This went on until the next stop when they grabbed my back pack and ran off the train. Luckily their were only some cd's and a t shirt in it. None of this has really bothered me that much, the lumps on my head have pretty much healed and my bum shoulder which always pops out (even I go swimming) is feeling better. I've been thinking about moving out of that house for a while anyway. But I'm wondering if one last bad thing will happen this week. Tomorrow's sunday. Time will tell.

^ Now that I've said that I'll probably get the mumps.

As I've mentioned before, I work with autistic kids, I felt alittle sick for the first few days but aside from that I've been alright. Luck of the draw I reckon.

That's alright man, basically I got harrassed by weirdo's, didn't finish school work and drank beer, in that order. All good times.

Pfft ^ whatever faggy pants.

17/5/06- I went to uni, then to work. I hadn't done this job for awhile (I have two jobs) within minutes of chilling at my post some large bald guy with missing teeth, facial tatoos and a leather jacket sat down opposite me and started drinking beers and screaming "HHEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYY!" at women as they walked passed. He then spilt beer all over himself and in response to this went and harrased near by stores. This is my second encounter with old weirdo's withface tat's this week (Nurk sits at bar, face tat guy makes eye contact, then gets up and emphatically shakes Nurk's hand for no reason. Friend says to Nurk "I think that guy likes you". Nurk turns to friend and says "I got love in streets, but I don't think I want it". They laugh) Hours later some council guy comes up to me. "Hey you is this your rubbish, pick it up". "Sure, do you have badge or something" "What? Just pick it up" "Sure, but I havn't seen one you guys before? You don't carry any kind of I.D." "I've got a card" (dude flashes buisiness card looking thing) "So who are you? What government department are you with" "pick the rubbish up" "I already said sure, I'm just asking because this is the first time one of you guys have come up to me, I'm not trying to have a confrontation" "Cleansing department. And believe me I pick on you guys all the time. So pick it up" "I fucking heard you the first time" We end up have a shouting match and he walks of while I follow him alittle way up the street yelling shit at him. He gets on his radio. 20 minutes later. Some "city rangers" come over and are polite. I find out later this is because they have absolutely no power. If someone resists their orders they have to use their "communication skills". Bitches. I go get some free coffee. Work ends early. I got to an internet cafe to finish my late essay. Get a call from my ex room mate/ close friend. She's comming to Sydney for the weekend. I relay all manner of silly shit to her and apparently this was to the approval of the weird groaning guy on the computer opposite me with a nose bleed because he felt compelled to keep turning around laughing and trying to make eye contact. I ignored him ofcourse. I go to a bar to take a piss and get a call from a friend (its my birthday at midnight) comes to the bar with his girlfriend and attempts to get me drunk. I escape and come home to try and finish my essay. But eat shower and sleep. That brings us to now. It's my birthday, I've had 3 hrs sleep and my essay status? Incomplete. All is well though. Until next time this is Ded Fred Nurk, bidding you Adieu.

dude $1000 a week is pretty much an executive salary. But it's a pretty shitty way to spend your existence. There are worse though

Re: >>> - SYDNEY - AUSTRALIA - <<< Dude that article was such a piece of shit. The whole thing was a train driver whining about his job. We all put up with idiots, fucking get over it.

I didn't mean they should be mixed, as seperate drinks they sit well

^ gnarly, cordial and that just natural milk drink sits well.

I got a boner thinking about this art school girl I met last night. Next time I see her I'm going to ravage her.