Yo,
So, seriously, things have been so crazy and mostly shithouse for the last 2 weeks that you know, I feel like it's worth putting here. That way at least when things get good, I can look back on this and appreciate it all the more.
So here's what's gone down:
1. After a weekend away in Sydney, a friend of mine of about two years and I fall out. He is a compulsive liar, with a gambling problem, and a super-arrogant annoying facade.
2. A friend from Jujutsu class (i.e. part of the "jujutsu family") passes away from a diabetes-related heart condition.
3. Got into a fight with a busker on the street after he pickpocketed my friend. However, my friend managed to reprocure the wallet and run away, WITHOUT telling me. Hatred of this lack of responsibility ensues! So when the busker starts chasing him, I think he still has the wallet, and I give chase. Result: Unharmed busker (i took him down carefully) and one fucking painful and bloody nose for me that still hurts a week later. Then he tries to sue me for $260 (that's including $50 "loss of income", lol!).
4. A week after point 2 occurs, a message is received saying that another acquaintance has hanged herself! Then it is revealed that it was her ex-boyfriend who sent the messages. But just TODAY it is further revealed that actually it was HER who sent the message in order to get revenge on HIM for something else! Seriously, so soon after someone I actually like dies, to have this thrown in and then pulled out again is actually rather painful.
5. 11 hour casual work during the day, between the hours of 5am and 9pm. The boss picks on me for shits and giggles (just in the last couple of weeks!) This combined with World Cup Soccer (which Australia LOST) results in a weakened immune system and a cold.
6. Last night, a reclusive friend who I've been trying to get off everyday marijuana and I fall out, for the second time. Recently he told me "Yes, I've given weed up." He's the most odd person I've ever met (although smart at times), but last night he got overly sensitive (not the fucking first time) about another friend of mine whom he thought was laughing at him. Or so that's how it looked (and he denies it now, the pothead). He storms out without a word and drives home, with my keys, sunglasses and jacket in his car. Not responding to any phone calls or messages, I end up having to catch a cab to my friend's house, and growing increasingly anxious because it's -3 degrees, and I have to be at work at 5:30am the next day (I ended up an hour late). Finally at 4:30am he calls me up, and I yell abuse at him down the line. He comes to my friend's house and I open the car door and a cloud of green smoke pours out of it. What a fuckwit.
7. Upcoming move to Japan delayed from October to January.
So, the end result is one friend dead, two friends now on non-speaking terms, and one whose respect has just gone down the toilet. Furthermore, emotions having been toyed with regarding the (non)death of another acquaintance. Also a busted nose, a possible court case (unlikely, though), sickness, lack of sleep, loss of World Cup, and now I have to wait a further three months before I can get out of here.
All that in 2 weeks. Crazy hey! Well I guess 3 good things have happened though, come to think of it. One, despite losing a lot of friends in a short period of time, I am hanging out more and more with my new Sri Lankan friend now. He's cool, and likes drinking haha. The night of the fight I got it on with a slamming hottie (yes, I mean a girl) while in Canberra's only gay club (lol! it was my first time in there. weird!), and then today at work they tell me they've been underpaying me because of a computer glitch and that I can expect $100 a week extra in my weekly pay for the next 4 weeks :)
So maybe things aren't THAT bad after all...
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Monday, June 05, 2006
Big Gay Bundanoon
Hello! Long time no write!
Well, I just got back from a weekend away for my boss's 50th birthday party in the counry town of Bundanoon. It was pretty good i guess. Except for the very large number of the campest gay middle aged men.
Seriously, except for that it was good. The hotel was really nice - an old early 1900's hotel with a bar downstairs and rooms upstairs. The main street of the town was just a short walk from the hotel. So we had coffee a fair few times in the little country cafes.
So we left at 1pm on friday.. got there by about 3. Checked into the hotel and then headed off to a house down the road where about 10 of the other guests were staying. There were about 60 guests in total - all paid for by my boss.
Now, of the 60 or so people, about 50 of them were gay men! My boss is a mega homo you see. And he invited all his gay friends - most of them are in couples of elder white fat man and young asian boy. It was pretty gross, i thought.
Now let me say here, I'm not gay right. But unlike a lot of my friends, it doesn't bother me to be around them! Since i came back i've been paid out constantly by my friends for going on this weekend. For example, I was so drunk both nights i was there that i was feeling so sick by the time i got back to Canberra. So I would say to my friends back home "Oh jeez, I feel so sick in the guts"
Their answer: "Must be from all that semen you ingested over the weekend."
Anyway, the gayness was pretty freaky but I could totally handle it. I wouldn't be surprised, however, if I am told next time i go to work that some of the fags there "fancied me". Yeuurgh. Anyway my butthole is intact, so that's all we need to worry about.
So yeah, back to the story. Friday night, we get there, head off to this house for a massive barbecue. All kinds of meat and salads and stuff, and loads of wine. We all got shitfaced and then headed back to the hotel.
After a restless night's sleep (my roommates were snoring like trains), i got up and we went to this place called Fitzroy Falls - in the Morton National Park. So we just walked along the little tracks and got to see some amazing landscapes and a big waterfall. It was so windy!
We came back from that and then I went into the huge hall where the party was to be held and started practising the piano (I had been invited mainly because the boss wanted me to play an hour of 'dinner piano' during the pre-dinner cocktail hour). I was a bit nervous and as time went on I got even more nervous! There was another guy there, one of the older gents who had a young asian boyfriend (yeeeuck) who could play piano really well in this jazz style. He basically told me over and over not to worry.. but you know, performance is by definition a bit nerve wracking.
Thankfully, when the time finally came to play piano, i came to the realisation that in a setting like that with so many people chatting and drinking champagne, it doesn't actually matter WHAT the pianist plays. The thing is, everyone recognises the thematic songs (like piano man, don't cry for me argentina, beatles songs etc) but when you're not playing one of them, people love it even though they're not really paying attention. In other words, people can hear the piano, but they're not listening to it.
So once i realised that no one was really noticing or anything, i relaxed a lot and just got into the groove. i tried to take a few requests and actually managed to do some pretty good impromptu adlibs. Like someone would say: "can you play so-and-so?" and i would be like: "i don't know, let's see!" And i'd try and play it for the first time ever and (as is my god-given talent), get it right. hehe! Cue everyone saying: "wow, that's amazing!!!"
So, it went alright. Once i'd finished, i got up to take a whizz and when i came back, someone had generously left me a $20 note in a little jar that was on the piano. Funny, I had been playing "piano man" that night... I just remember the line about "putting bread in my jar"...
There was a cute girl there actually. Which was good, because the other 50 guests were gay men being ultra gay and kissing each other on the lips and stuff. It was freaking me out so i'm very glad this girl was there. She was pretty cute, and she was totally impressed by me (and probably thankful that there was at least one straight guy under 35 there). So we .... did stuff... haha. Nothing too much actually, cos her grandma was chaperoning her. Damn it!!! But actually I'm going to sydney this weekend so i think she's going to come and hang out. haha! i've met her once! oh well, nothing wrong with some good clean 17 year old fun.
So then on sunday we went to another lookout-spot called Echo Point. Pretty amazing actually. You'll see in the photos I'm attaching... ... And then we drove back home! It's been a bit strange, 2 nights and 3 days surrounded by a very large bunch of the gayest men you've ever seen. It was like a total escape from reality hanging out with them and it was a bit scary. And now that i'm back to reality it really felt for a while like it was a longer time away! I went to work today (at my other job, not the one where all these people were from) and i was like: "oh that's right, there are HEAPS of hot girls around!!!" It was like the 2 days without any girls (apart from that one 17yo girl) had made me forget how many girls are around and how hot they can be! Phew! Thank god I'm not gay - I don't think i could live without being able to perv on the cute little things walking around :)
Anyway, it was a very weird weekend and I'm back now - i didn't have to spend a dollar so the whole weekend yielded me a $20 profit. Apparently the whole weekend cost my boss $6000, but after he got drunk and told me how much of a money spinner the business he owns is (i.e. the hotel for schoolkids of which i am an employee), i don't feel so bad about the fact i got through the weekend, aside from the piano-playing, scott free.
Next weekend I head up to sydney for my ex-housemate Steve's 21st birthday party. That should be even bigger than this last weekend. Too bad I have to pay for it. :)
Ok, Seeya!
The town of Bundanoon (pop. ~2000)
The Bundanoon Hotel
Various shots of and from Fitzroy Falls
The view from Echo Point
My boss in his birthday present - bright pink fairy overalls :)
Well, I just got back from a weekend away for my boss's 50th birthday party in the counry town of Bundanoon. It was pretty good i guess. Except for the very large number of the campest gay middle aged men.
Seriously, except for that it was good. The hotel was really nice - an old early 1900's hotel with a bar downstairs and rooms upstairs. The main street of the town was just a short walk from the hotel. So we had coffee a fair few times in the little country cafes.
So we left at 1pm on friday.. got there by about 3. Checked into the hotel and then headed off to a house down the road where about 10 of the other guests were staying. There were about 60 guests in total - all paid for by my boss.
Now, of the 60 or so people, about 50 of them were gay men! My boss is a mega homo you see. And he invited all his gay friends - most of them are in couples of elder white fat man and young asian boy. It was pretty gross, i thought.
Now let me say here, I'm not gay right. But unlike a lot of my friends, it doesn't bother me to be around them! Since i came back i've been paid out constantly by my friends for going on this weekend. For example, I was so drunk both nights i was there that i was feeling so sick by the time i got back to Canberra. So I would say to my friends back home "Oh jeez, I feel so sick in the guts"
Their answer: "Must be from all that semen you ingested over the weekend."
Anyway, the gayness was pretty freaky but I could totally handle it. I wouldn't be surprised, however, if I am told next time i go to work that some of the fags there "fancied me". Yeuurgh. Anyway my butthole is intact, so that's all we need to worry about.
So yeah, back to the story. Friday night, we get there, head off to this house for a massive barbecue. All kinds of meat and salads and stuff, and loads of wine. We all got shitfaced and then headed back to the hotel.
After a restless night's sleep (my roommates were snoring like trains), i got up and we went to this place called Fitzroy Falls - in the Morton National Park. So we just walked along the little tracks and got to see some amazing landscapes and a big waterfall. It was so windy!
We came back from that and then I went into the huge hall where the party was to be held and started practising the piano (I had been invited mainly because the boss wanted me to play an hour of 'dinner piano' during the pre-dinner cocktail hour). I was a bit nervous and as time went on I got even more nervous! There was another guy there, one of the older gents who had a young asian boyfriend (yeeeuck) who could play piano really well in this jazz style. He basically told me over and over not to worry.. but you know, performance is by definition a bit nerve wracking.
Thankfully, when the time finally came to play piano, i came to the realisation that in a setting like that with so many people chatting and drinking champagne, it doesn't actually matter WHAT the pianist plays. The thing is, everyone recognises the thematic songs (like piano man, don't cry for me argentina, beatles songs etc) but when you're not playing one of them, people love it even though they're not really paying attention. In other words, people can hear the piano, but they're not listening to it.
So once i realised that no one was really noticing or anything, i relaxed a lot and just got into the groove. i tried to take a few requests and actually managed to do some pretty good impromptu adlibs. Like someone would say: "can you play so-and-so?" and i would be like: "i don't know, let's see!" And i'd try and play it for the first time ever and (as is my god-given talent), get it right. hehe! Cue everyone saying: "wow, that's amazing!!!"
So, it went alright. Once i'd finished, i got up to take a whizz and when i came back, someone had generously left me a $20 note in a little jar that was on the piano. Funny, I had been playing "piano man" that night... I just remember the line about "putting bread in my jar"...
There was a cute girl there actually. Which was good, because the other 50 guests were gay men being ultra gay and kissing each other on the lips and stuff. It was freaking me out so i'm very glad this girl was there. She was pretty cute, and she was totally impressed by me (and probably thankful that there was at least one straight guy under 35 there). So we .... did stuff... haha. Nothing too much actually, cos her grandma was chaperoning her. Damn it!!! But actually I'm going to sydney this weekend so i think she's going to come and hang out. haha! i've met her once! oh well, nothing wrong with some good clean 17 year old fun.
So then on sunday we went to another lookout-spot called Echo Point. Pretty amazing actually. You'll see in the photos I'm attaching... ... And then we drove back home! It's been a bit strange, 2 nights and 3 days surrounded by a very large bunch of the gayest men you've ever seen. It was like a total escape from reality hanging out with them and it was a bit scary. And now that i'm back to reality it really felt for a while like it was a longer time away! I went to work today (at my other job, not the one where all these people were from) and i was like: "oh that's right, there are HEAPS of hot girls around!!!" It was like the 2 days without any girls (apart from that one 17yo girl) had made me forget how many girls are around and how hot they can be! Phew! Thank god I'm not gay - I don't think i could live without being able to perv on the cute little things walking around :)
Anyway, it was a very weird weekend and I'm back now - i didn't have to spend a dollar so the whole weekend yielded me a $20 profit. Apparently the whole weekend cost my boss $6000, but after he got drunk and told me how much of a money spinner the business he owns is (i.e. the hotel for schoolkids of which i am an employee), i don't feel so bad about the fact i got through the weekend, aside from the piano-playing, scott free.
Next weekend I head up to sydney for my ex-housemate Steve's 21st birthday party. That should be even bigger than this last weekend. Too bad I have to pay for it. :)
Ok, Seeya!
The town of Bundanoon (pop. ~2000)
The Bundanoon Hotel
Various shots of and from Fitzroy Falls
The view from Echo Point
My boss in his birthday present - bright pink fairy overalls :)
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