A very long weekend

Wow I finally understand what people mean when they say that they need a holiday after their holiday. I am buggered and have battled a migraine today. Unfortunately for me, migraine uses head split, which is super effective.

So last update....

Spent most of Monday waiting for a phone call, but got off my rear end and called them. Armed with the information on when I had to be in a location I was able to plan my day. So I went for a drive. The drive was uneventful. But due to unforseen circumstances ended up being about 10 minutes late. After much profuse apologising I was loading up a desk onto a ute. That was awesome. I got to be big and manly by lifting stuff. Then I pretended to be a salesman selling used furniture. And they bought it... kinda. They are coming next weekend to pick it up, but I managed a sale ^_^

Then we continued a pokemarathon. This weekend we managed to watch about.... 9 pokemon dvds each about three hours long. it was non stop lol. For all those that follow shinx's blog, I am beating her at pokemon. I am so much better than her at games :P

This morning however things took a turn for the worse when I awoke with a migraine. so painful. Yet things turned for the better when for the first time in months I had Mcdonalds hotcakes ^_^. So full of flavour. Then I was bored so went back to sleep.

I don't remember much of the day as it was full of fitful and sleep. However I do know that Shinx had to catch a train at 1813. I was planning on leaving at 1630, however unforseen circumstances meant that we left at 1700. This under normal conditions would be ample time. however peak hour had other things to say. We made it to the station with 10 minutes to spare. We even made it to the train itself with seconds to spare. The problem was that upon arrival shinx used rage, meaning that she didn't get on the train. Thus we were left to organise a later train. This worked out fine. Then I drove home.

The End

P.S sorry about the lack of humour guys, but this migraine has temporarily disabled my funny bone.

happy zombie jesus day

A little belayed, I know, but some things just cannot be avoided.

Since my last post not much has happened.

Except that I saw how to train your dragon. I friggin loved that movie. especially the part that had the dragons. It was sweet. Who hasn't wanted a pet dragon to fly?

Anyway I have had a boring Easter. When I hit 15 I got over chocolate, so in all honesty the only thing this weekend is good for is resting. Which gets boring after a while.

At the moment I am in a horrible and annoying state. I am tired but not sleepy. I am restless, but lethargic. I am alert yet apathetic. In essence I am a walking paradox, and honestly paradoxes can go suck my proverbial... vacuum cleaner...

Anyone know how I could entertain myself?

frustration overload

Hello computer.

Today started like any day. Sort of. I was up early, and was up and about, all excited about having this factory to myself this morning. Turns out that over nine thousand tiny things absolutely had to be repaired today. Including a superficial hub cap that hides the wheel nuts. That pointless job took two to three friggin hours. GRAH!!! *by this point I was ready to tear my hair out. *stolen from shinxy*

Then after this job a slightly less superficial job came up. This one was fixing the rear bumper bar. It had a habit of wobbling at high speeds due to a missing clip. Annoying? yes. Super critical? no. This job took three hours. I suggested duct tape to hold it on for the trip. If it is good enough for racing applications, it is good enough for a standard drive.

During all of this I am worried about moving cars to safer locations, including one that had a curfew. That in itself was a saga. We started to get ready to move at 6 pm sharp. All that was required for this curfewed car was an oil check, and a jump start. Guess how long it took. No seriously guess. If you said over 40 minutes, you would be right. We ended up having to break curfew to move it which was worrying.

At 8 pm we resumed work on the bumper bar. This took only 10 minutes, after which shinxy and myself went for a drive. Electric kittens and confined spaces don't mix so well. They get frustrated and all sparky. After being gone for around an hour, we get back fully expecting to have a locked factory to greet us with them either gone, or getting ready to go.

Oh no. not in the slightest. At first sight it looked like he just didn't fully pack up. On closer inspection it was revealed that the entire back seat had been removed. It turns out that perfect speakers are a critical requirement for a drive. I don't know about you, but so long as some speakers work, I am ready to go. Nope ALL of the speakers were checked, and two are currently being replaced.

What next? "Oh dear the upholstery isn't perfect. Must get that fixed right now!". I am not helping any more projects. The major ones were done. The not so major ones were done, now it is just the inane.

In the comments lets have a quick contest over the long weekend. Whomever comes up with the most hilarious and pointless thing to be fixed on a car gets... lets go with a picture of themselves as I envision them drawn horribly in paint. Or any other prize ideas would also be welcome.

electric kitten arrives

Well today started like any other day. I woke up, didn't eat because I am poor, went to see my mum, and went to centrelink. Where this day changes from the ones before is that for once centrelink actually gave me money (for tomorrow). Which means that as of tomorrow I can afford luxuries like showers, a house, and if I am lucky, food. oh my god food. Then I had to rush off to attend a medical appointment.

In theory this is easy enough it is a medical place on a specific road. What I failed to recognise is that this particular road has precisiely a shit load of doctor's surgeries on it. So driving around for ages resulted in me finding what I thought was the place. Alas it was not, I had driven right past it. Luck was on my side however when I quickly found the next place, and more miraculously found a carpark. So I arrive at the appointment 20 minutes late, which was bad, what was good was the fact that I got to sit in the MOST comfortable chair ever.

Then I went back to the factory (which I am allowed to stay in again btw. Life is funny) and was off again to do errands. This came back to to bite me as I became late to pick up my best friend shinxy. however after a record low time of 10 minutes she was safely in my car, and oddly untalkative how very unlike shinxy :P

When we got back to the factory work began on John's car. We started at about 5 30 pm. There was a lot of work for me to do which was excellent. I got covered in grime and had a huge grin on my face. Then came time for the actual work, and going was slow. In the end it took us 8 hours to finish the job. Yes we didn't finish until 1 30 in the god damn morning. I am quite tired as I write this. Feel special my avid readers for I value your opinions more than I value a good night's sleep.

Moar cans!!!@!

my infinite awesomeness

Today I realised something. I am awesome. I woke up later than I thought it was and only had an hour to get ready for an appointment, the location was unknown, the phone number was unknown. After a little bit of googling I had found the place and was off to see my doctor.

I dodged several stupid drivers, including one guy who must have had the worlds most gutless car, and made it with plenty of time to spare.

The appointment went well, and before I knew it I was on the long road home. I knew the way, but to save effort and time, I tried a shortcut. It failed and I got kinda lost. However using my infinitely superior navigation skills I found where I needed to go. Go team me!

There is an intersection in Melbourne that I swear is designed to cause crashes, I had a green so I started forward as did the other two drives at my side, then all of a sudden cars were crossing our paths, with all drivers involved throwing very angry gestures and words at each other. The only way that could happen was if both directions had green arrows at the same time. Talk about scary. However I deftly avoided the confrontation and made it home safe

even more homeless now

Sadly my few avid readers, I lost the best living arrangement known to man. I will spare you the details, but through no fault of my own an argument was started, things were packed, and the police were called.

thankfully I bolted and evaded the police without the need for a high speed chase, and or an appearance on a reality tv show.

So for now I am crashing on a couch, meaning no super late night raves. :(

And more importantly nowhere to hoard my cans!!!!

another day in paradise

So today I finally got around to looking for actual places to stay.

I found a room in a place that had recently been on fire. Most would think of that as a bad thing, but it is the law of probability in essence. Why would fire strike the same place twice? Fire works like lightning right?

But in all seriousness, you can't go from hobo to extravagance in one jump it would be too much of a shock. Could you imagine not wanting to shower because it was too nice to ruin? I can, and frankly I would rather not smell like a hobo.

As I was driving there some guy was being a hooning idiot in a little rice burner car. Now my car is 15 years old, misfiring, and has seen an accident or two, but he saw my red plates of doom, and was challenging me to a drag. Knowing how shit those cars are at acceleration, I decided to race him to the speed limit. The light turned green, I looked at him, and the moment he started moving, I eased onto the throttle, and once I was rolling punched it. As we were entering a freeway, he didn't keep up. So for all of you that think because your car has a spoiler and a turbo makes it fast, realise that no matter how much you tweak it, physics says that unless you are boosting at 1 bar (13 psi for the noobs who don't understand atmospheres) your 1.8 litre engine cannot meet my 3.8 litres of sheer volume. it just cannot happen. Well unless your engine spins twice as fast, but honestly whose car revs up to 10k? In a drag race power is important, but torque is what wins races. So end story, unless it is a racing engine, a bigger volume will kill your car in any drag.

Just because I am the jobless hobo doesn't mean I are stoopid.

Seen any cans?