the sabre den.
the sabre den.
the sabre den.
the sabre den.
the sabre den.
the sabre den.
the sabre den.
the sabre den.

lego batman 2: dc superheroes. pay rise. tea. weet-bix. home made furniture. tip trips. beer. x-files marathons. milos. sheesha. raisin toast. pub. cigars. six feet under. eezy freezy. dahl. love.

cobblestones

soooo much has been going on lately. it's hard to keep up & the weeks are simply flying! it comes around to Monday - arrghhh hell! then next minute it's the weekend again, crazy.

went & saw Boy & Bear the other week. their support was a band from Sydney called Tin Sparrow, they were pretty decent, Jungle Giants were the worst piece of whatever you'd call it that I've ever heard, laughable. & of course, Boy & Bear were amazing. I said to Ben, "geez that looks like Rohin Jones down the back there with that birds nest beard." then he came out on stage, "please welcome our friend, Rohin Jones." ha.

amongst other things, house sitting, relic repo's, mouse growing, skating, seater finding, xbox, x-files, afghan rugs, reading music, flowers, hot chocolates, work work work, business, craziness, hectic, work work work, spending, oh the spending, pipes, new cigars, bills, eezy freezzyyyy, chess, mess, sneakers...

I seriously don't think I've ever been so busy before. work is incredible. just got a promotion, fucken ayy.

he made his mind up. yeah he's gonna let it go...

moosus hoosus

Everything is soo busy & getting busier & busier by the week. The nights are flying, when I wake up in the morning it feels as though I've only just fallen asleep & awake still tired with my whole body super tense. I go a billion miles an hour at work from start to finish, it's hard to keep up. I'm absolutely fanin' for the weekend from Monday morning, then the weekend absolutely flies, it makes me sick!

Within a matter of 2 days last week, I received my phone bill, driver's license renewal, rego & car service bill. Outrageous. t makes me sick!

Went to town, heaps hungry, got movie tickets, couldn't get a table at Cactus, drank $15 Absinthe shots, sat down for movie, fell asleep for first hour, woke up, made me sick! Staggered down the stairs & could not find the exit, burst out of the fire exit & sicked everywhere in an ally. Shameful, makes me sick!

I'm growing some food. Starting with the basics - basil, parsley & shallots. While planting them, Hugo sticks his head in the potting mix bag & starts eating it. Finished planting, go inside, come out following morning to water them, Hugo has eaten most of the seeds. Somehow there are still some shallot seeds & they're coming along nicely.

Hugo then got an eye infection from the potting mix. I'm bathing it with warm salty water, might have to take him to the vet soon.

Ben & I got 2 meesus. Charlotte & No Name. Got them a sweet house & tech decks to play with.

Found an injured bandicoot & took him to the vet, not so good.

Anyway, done a fair bit in the last month or so, including chopping the tip of my thumb off.

fuck hollows

So today I was at the shops on my lunch break running errands for work. I was late & needed to get back to work fast & I left my phone at work so I had no idea how late I actually was, but I had spent a long time standing in line at the post office & I could feel it was probably close to 20 minutes...

I was on the home stretch, heading towards to carpark when a Fred Hollows man calls me over, "sorry man, I need to get back to work." "I won't take up much of your time, I promise..." "Can't afford to give money I'm sorry..." "No, darl, don't worry, we're just wanting to get as many peoples names as we can to show who thinks Fred Hollws does good." "Oh ok, well make it quick" "Yada yada yada what bank do you bank with & what are your bank deets?" All of this came AFTER I had signed my name to show that I though Fred Hollows did good... I said I didn't know my deets & I had to get going... Next thing he was phoning the bank saying they'll be quick. "Hey man, I said no money, I'm going!" He threw me a carbon copy of my deets & I took off, but now that I've had the whole day to think about it, I'm not feeling so easy he has so much information on me. I think I'll be going back tomorrow to ask for the original maybe?

What a slimy prick.

Eww

So I've been getting sicker & sicker & I suppose it's pretty handy that I work with doctors & they know I'm not faking just to get out of work... Last Tuesday I was checked out & given antibiotics which did absolutely nothing except bring my voice back which it was probably going to come back on it's own anyway. Was told to rest for the rest of the week in which I literally slept from night through til 3pm the following day, everyday. Was sicker by Monday & saw the doc again who sent me for blood tests. Got my results today as they thought it'd be Glandular Fever & the test showed that I had in fact had Glandular Fever sometime in the past, but right now it doesn't look like my body isn't fighting it & my white blood cell count isn't up which means whatever it is, is viral so no antibiotics will work. All I can do is ride it out which is pretty damn frustrating.

Arrghhh I just wanna feel all better!!

Bargainia

What a weekend of bargain hunting!

Friday I went shopping for nothing I needed but just to buy & at little 'ol Target of all places I scored a bag, a belt & 2 tee's for under $20, all on some extreme sale that I had no idea of & in total I saved $61 !!

Then on Sunday Ben & I decided to go to the dump. Yesss!

We scoped it out & I came across a camera bag, still with tags on. I opened it up & BOOM a Polaroid with flash in absolutely immaculate condish! I must admit I got super excited but contained it damn well to the point I even had a lump in my throat trying to swallow the excitement - I didn't even let on to Ben just how excited I was... So I found the boss & asked how much. He said make an offer & make it reasonable. I said $10 haha. He asked a bit about it & I told him some story to talk it down so he said $15. I said, yes. Deal.

Ben & I were pretty amazing happy with the find & the spectacular price that Ben couldn't contain himself & the second we turned around & walked out from making the deal Ben turned around to me with a filthy smirk on his face, extremely impressed with work.

When we thought there was nothing else we could possibly find that could ever top the AWESOME Polaroid, we were about to hop in the car when we spotted the workers carting over a big coffee table. They placed it down & Ben ran over to check it out. What it actually was, was a coffee table/chess table WITH built in compartments to stash your playing pieces, or cigars, or treasure! Ben said, how much? The girl said $10. Ben pointed & said DooooNE! In the most stern & deal-doing voice possible.

So we threw that in the car, which I might add, fit like a glove & off we went with out amazing finds.