Dancing Lorikeets
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- 12:38am Thursday, 7th June 2007
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I've finished uni, well sorta, still have half an assignment to do (14th) and 3 exams (19/20/21) so that leaves plenty of time to procrastinate then cram at the last minute. Apart from that I've been working heaps, which is good for the old bank account and JB. I think I'm up to 18 cd's in 21 days which isn't a bad effort on my behalf ![]()
In other news, on Tuesday I took the kids (benji and mudos) down to get their learner's. In a horrible day of jinx, mudos fucked it up by having 'To The Left' in his head, which really doesn't help when you have to give way to the right. Benji managed to scam his though, and after waiting for his snapshot and reading through the homosexual new driving laws, we set sail for the coast to book our holiday home.
After an uneventful drive down listening to Linkin Park and Guns n' Roses and being attacked by killer lorikeets, we made our way to the Oasis shopping center carpark, which is really the engineering works of Dr Suess or something, it's a fucking maze in there. We wandered around looking for the real estate agent and eventually found it and went on to book the place. In January -> Feburary, myself, Benji, Yank and Kyle are offically living at the coast 100m from the beach, go team ![]()
We booked the house, then went to nandos for lunch. Nando's never fails to satisfy Benji's peri peri fetish. I always get the grilled chicken wrap, which tastes great but I guess I should try something new next time. After eating we headed back to Dev to go to Robina to hit up JB for some cd's and what not. Not this time, turns out jinx was after us and Dev wouldn't start. RACQ to the rescue, yet again. Turns out the fuel pump has died in Dev and has to be replaced resonably quickly. The champion bloke just belted the fuel tank with a mallet and she worked wonders again, but needless to say I have Dev booked in at the car dealer next Tuesday to get repaired (FREE! This is the perk of a dealer bought car
).
The adventure to Robina JB had to be cancelled because me and Benji had to go to work, so we ended the day by pumping Lostprophets and cruising home. Just as we approach Smith Street, we notice a van literally rocking about. Turns out this random fucking dude was blasting techno and was dancing away like a club in his van. Definitely a highlight. He rocks up next to this van of girls and trys dancing his way to a number, I think he lucked out. Haha.
This blog is written very poorly, my brain just hasn't clicked with me at all today, for example, I wanted a drink before, so I go downstairs and make ice cream then come upstairs again. I sit down infront of the computer and go to drink my ice cream, then suddenly my brain kicks in again and just goes 'what the fuck'. I have no recollection of making the ice cream, and I still was thirsty. Haha, I'm going crazy!
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