Just got back from the coast and am about to jet off to shower and put some sunburn cream in the skin before picking up the drunken herd from Adam's. Plans have altered slightly, Benji didn't get his 18+ card, I am poor, and Yank bailed on the footy, so a result, we aren't clubbing afterwards. However, I am going back up to Coolum with Cameron this time and am staying until Monday morning. I managed to weasel out of my Sunday morning shift so I'm hoping for a good finish to the weekend.

Last night had mixed results. I got drunk, and as usual, did stupid shit, this time went a little too far and upset a few people. I'll say again I'm sorry, just to back up the sorries I said last night and this morning. I didn't mean to scare people or seek attention... I was just trying to find Wilson. When I pulled from the ocean, people were upset, I had a classic dummy spit and yeah, fucked things up royally with a certain somebody. As a result the night was up and down, although it did end on a good note..

A few random quotes:
"Please leave Canada"
"Why don't you please leave Canada"
That 70's Show

"Do you know who I am?!"
"Your the juice box guy"
Kicking and Screaming

OaO

I was meant to pick up Josh about 20 minutes ago, but regardless, he's a last minute blog about my forecoming weekend because it's highly likely that I'll forget about it come Monday. Tonight, Yeatsie, Amy, Mel, Dani and Josh are heading to Coolum for some pre-Schoolies fun. Well, Yeatsie, Dani, Mel and Amy are staying the whole weekend, I'm coming back tomorrow afternoon. Judging by the sheer amount of liqour Yeatsie has bought, it's probably going to be one drunken adventure. I'm just hoping that there will be less tears and emoness that plagued me last Schoolies. Haha.

I'm coming back tomorrow arvo to go watch the footy (Australia vs Great Britian) with Yank, Kyle, Adam, Benji and Cam. It should be pretty fucking cool hurling abuse at the Poms and hopefully watching Australia come away with a win. After the game, I will be joined by Kyle and Adam and possibly Benji if he was rewarded with his 18+ card today, clubbing, probably back to the Mustang Bar or some pub around the stadium. It should be a pretty huge night!

I'm backing up the next day with an 11am start at work, so should be, err... interesting? Um. That's about it

OaO

Haha, tonight started like any other, I get home from work, bum around smelling like shit, eventually shower and have some dinner then just code, game or chat to people on msn unless I'm actually doing something half constructive with my time. However, tonight ended spectularly, with me owning a plover...

I offered to pick Amy up from her cousins at Moorooka after she downed a few end-of-exam drinks. After everyone bailed or was too busy to join my squad to return Amy back to her house, I ended up dragging Josh off WOW and into the Chazza for what seemed like a simple mission.

We rocked up, all was good, her cousin has a fucking awesome dog named Bundy. Haha. Anyway, after getting our booty, we drove to Macca's and laughed at Amy while she bought us food. Hehe. Josh and I were pretty knackered, so I started to drive Amy back to her place but she was too bouncy and full of energy so we ended up at our old hunting grounds, Runcorn State High School.

We stalked the grounds, then outraced a undercover cop car before the Chazza raced Amy down Daw Road...in reverse. Amy had a good lead, but was no match for the beast. We got bored and decided to walk through the school. We went to our old sitting spot, which has been repainted so it was like we never existed. The pine forest is no more too. We were constantly on the lookout for the security guards and dog patrols so as we rounded the Science block and saw a fucking flash, we piss bolted out the back gate near the tennis courts. Haha, RETREAT.

Eventually we got Amy home, and I was driving Josh home doing the speed limit (of course) when all of the sudden, bang! A fucking plover had flown into the front of the Chazza! The two of us were fucking pissing ourselves laughing all the way to the Shell were we thought we'd examine the damage (and remove the bird). Turns out it was stuck in there pretty damn good and the fucking thing snapped the grill! After removing it with a stick, and then washing the front of the car, I drove Josh home, realising that the car stunk like plover cause it must have gone into the air conditioning. Awesome. Here's some photos, enjoy.