Continuing from where I left off after Iron Maiden on Tuesday, Wednesday brought a leisurely day. In the morning I attended a Brown Forman workshop for work (1st Choice) where I learnt/tasted a few whiskey's, rum's and vodka's for educational purposes It's a little bit odd sipping whisky at 9am, but nevertheless, it was a great course!

I was feeling shitty come Wednesday night with a combination of a massive headache, probably compounded from the noise of Iron Maiden the previous night and my shitty diet of late, and just a withdrawn mood. I had no intentions of drinking, and managed not too even though Benji, Kyle and Yeatsie got quite merry. We went to the Dockside Comedy Club for Kyle's 20th. The comedians were hit and miss, but it was still a pretty good show.

Danman recon'd Benji and myself at around 11 and we decided to head home... via the shack. None of us had visited it since it was broken into a few months back, so we weren't sure what to expect. There's almost a road layed to it's front door, and we have been 'honoured' with our own garden. Instead of the road running straight past the shack, it's on a T intersection with one of the garden islands on the opposite side! The shack was still standing, and it's in great condition despite the rain. The gaping hole in the wall has resulted in a tonne of spiders and random crawlies making it home though, so a clean up job is due in the coming weeks. All in all, we were pretty surprised, but happy that the shack will live on for another day!

Thursday brought the start of my working weekend. It also marked my first shift as manager at Brodies. After nearly 5 years I got the promotion to casual manager, which fits in pretty good with uni and 1st Choice (well at the moment). 13.5 hours is a long day, and managing is a different experience then what'd you expect. Everything's pretty cruisy in the middle, it's the start and finish of the shift that's hectic with banking and what not. 

Friday morning brought more work at 1st Choice, then Friday afternoon brought Brodies work again... fast forward to Saturday morning and I was working at Brodies again, and then fast forward to just a few hours before this post and I was working at 1st Choice! I don't mind the hectic days, it's great money for my age/situation and I still manage to score a few days off here and there. Total count though, 36.5 hours of work in 72 hours, impressive when 21 of the remaining hours is spent sleeping

Tonight I chilled at home, watching the remainder of How I Met Your Mother. I really like it to be honest, and makes me reflect on bits and pieces of my life. It's funny how I say life when I'm still only 19 years young, it's not like anything now is particularly defining of the future. Well, I hope it's not like that, there's just a few things that just aren't 'right' now and I hope a bit of time will work it's magic

OaO

As the title suggests, I'm only typing what I can for the next five minutes, meaning that at 3.43pm, 17 minutes before I walk into the doors of Brodies, I'll press submit and whatever is written will be yours to read.

I done bits and pieces since the last time I posted, and rather then write a fantastic chapter on each one, I'll just list them:

• Attended a Forklift Course, all paid for by 1st Choice, although I'm yet to go back and get the actual ticket
• Attended a Beer Course, all paid for by 1st Choice again, although I'm not sure I passed the test
• Worked fairly consistent 30 hour weeks
• Stayed on track at uni, sorta, from the grades I've recieved I'm on two High Distinctions
• Got my first speeding fine, 71 in a 60 zone, $100 and 1 point thank you very much
• Got my second parking fine, $60
• Managed to catch another cold, in the third week of Spring..
• Started the coast trip tradition again, although I'm missing a trip right now
• Got absolutely smashed at Benji's 19th
• Scored myself some work experience next Monday, should be interesting
• Found a killer guitar website so that I can actually progress
• Got tickets for Linkin Park, Gigantour and Black Crusade and plan to get Maiden tickets next week

It's cold, I'm sitting here in my computer chair sorta bleakly staring at the screen through tired eyes while my nose continues to drip into not only the back of my throat which sorta negates my taste buds, but also from the front, like a leaky fucking tap.

I can't sleep, as a river of shit pools in the back of my throat which needs to be swallowed to allow me to keep living, oh and yeah, that lovely sickly tastebud rip everyone knows and loves happens at every hesitant swallow. Sigh, I fucking hate winter, only 2 months of it to go luckily.

I was sleeping well, then wham, shit fucking cold comes my way. I've already done the due thing of sending messages off to the other Brodie's senior kitchenhands (read, all one of them) in hope they'll work tonight, so I can hopefully try to stay awake until I just collapse asleep and through sheer survival instinct, I manage to someone clear my throat from the pool of shit whilst still staying asleep.

I've even gone as far to SMS 1st Choice about my Wednesday night shift. I feel a few shit days coming on. Thursday is my day off, from both jobs, which is a rare dime and dozen and I was planning to celebrate by hitting the town with Benji, but I doubt that in my current condition. This leads me up to 4pm Friday, where my uber weekend of work (27 hours) will start.

Yuck, I just managed to have my first sip of the only fucking thing in the house that may soothe my throat, green tea, and it's foul. I can't tell whether it's normally this rancid, or just that my tastes have seized.

I haven't blogged in awhile, nothing really worthy to be honest. I have managed to finish my third semester of uni, which brings me to halfway through my course. That's exciting, but scary also to think about, as this time next year, I should be thinking about full time, like, career style jobs. I think I managed to pass every subject, I'm still a bit paranoid about one of them though. I'm expecting my GPA to drop again from the once mighty 5.75 to 5.16, which is still 'good', but not where I'd like to be. Next semester I'm planning to put a bit more effort in, and with Benji having being accepted into TAFE, I think I'll have a bit more motivation to endure the shitty bus ride in.

In the time it's taken to write that paragraph I've managed to offer my throat some sort of sugary relief by sucking on a chico so that the chocolaty caramel goodness coats my throat. It's working, but the bag of chico's is running dangerously low, so I'm going to have to seek alternative methods of relief soon enough.

I have been filling in the time around uni with work, and alot of it. I'm doing about 40 hours a week between the two jobs, and it's nice to have that little bit extra money each week. You feel alot more free and unrestricted and I can be a little bit less anal about spending each week. Since my Megadeth CD came out last month, I have been spending about $50 a week at JB increasing my CD collection which is good, I enjoy my music so don't have any regrets about buying CD after CD.

The Thursday, or Wednesday, I don't remember, of last week saw myself, Yeatsie, Kyle and Benji endure the second Fantastic Four movie. Yes, I say endure as in, it was boring and Alba's ass did not make an appearance till the very end, and even so, it wasn't enough to make the movie 'worth it'. Stick with Into the Blue for Alba juiciness.

I've actually watched a few movies lately. Wayne's World, which was meh, I did however like parts, but as a whole not the greatest. Waiting is ok, very raw in a Clerks-esque sort of way, but again, great parts, but meh on the whole. Van Wilder 2 continues this trend, great parts, but meh overall. Maybe I'm just a terrible critic? I doubt it, because Clerks 2 and Employee of the Month were both fucking fantastic! I highly recommend both.

Sitting here my nose is starting to dry up, but throat is continuing to pool with nasties

Ergh, oh, Friday night saw the boys and random invited guests (that be the girls and Lt. Dan (now 18 )) head out to the Dockside Comedy Club for Yank's 19th. Sadly, the comedian's were nowhere near as funny as the previous times I've been and as a result, saw the group sorta split at the end of the night with only Benji, Mudos and Lt. Dan partying on in the town. The rest of us went home to do whatever the cool kids do. I slept, so obviously I'm so very current, cool and hip.

On the Saturday night I joined Yeatsie, Yank and Kyle in the city to wind down abit after realising I didn't start work until 3pm the next day, and wanting to watch the New Zealand vs South Africa rugby match. I got Dad to drive me into the city with a 4pk of Smirnoff Double Blacks as pre drinks thanks to cheapness at 1st Choice. I met the kids at the Vic, which was good fun, then we moved to Union Jacks, which was awesome, then the night ended really. Yank drove us to the Valley for some unknown reason, then bailed home cause of sickness/tiredness/boredom so we walked back to the city, in fact from The Mustang Bar to Irish Murphy's to finish watching the rugby and so I could be danced to by some old women who appreciated me being able to sing Led Zeppelin. Eventually, the 130 was caught, Blake was a saviour with Amy and Dani and managed to drive me the last leg of my journey home, and I crashed, disappointed of the night that could of been had we stayed in the city, but oh well, plenty more times.

Twenty minutes have passed since I started typing this. I hope it doesn't fuck up, it'd be a waste of time, but I guess I've got nothing better to do. I'm contemplating what to do next and right now reading Harry Potter all over again is beating out strumming guitar. I think my parents would be proud of that decision. However, because I'm a dangerous motherfucker, I think I'll play a bit of GTA:SA first, just to tire the senses out a bit more, with luck..

Until next time when I can't sleep and need to pass some time,

OaO