Well, it's 2:51am and I'm still wide awake. Why is this? Well, I spent almost the entire day sleeping. When I wasn't sleeping, I was hanging my head in the toilet bowl.
I signed up for GMail a while back but haven't been able to access the bloody thing. The login page loads fine and everything but when I log in it loads a blank page... though it's not blank when I look at the source. Stupid fucken thing. I want to stop using hotmail because it's a piece of shit spam whore and my mailbox is always full.
So, back to Friday night/Saturday. After work I headed down into the city for farewell drinks for a mate of mine. I'm marginally upset by his leaving because he was probably the best mate I still had in Sydney. Anyway, we went to Arizona (which is shit as far as bars go, but it's cheap and across the road from >work for everyone else that was there) and had a lot to drink over about four hours, and then decided to head down to Martin Place Bar to wrap up the night. I left at about 12:30am and caught a taxi home. I woke up on Saturday morning with a pounding headache and a horrid feeling in my stomach, my first hangover in a long time. I hadn't eaten anything the night before and I think that was my saving grace when it came to being sick - the only stomach contents I had was liquid. I was sick a couple of times in the morning, I had a shower to lower my body temperature & rid myself of the cigarette smoke stench, then I got back into bed for another few hours. I woke up sick one more time in the day, sat on the computer for a little while and then headed back to bed for a few more hours' sleep. I think I had about 20 hours sleep in the space of a day, which explains why I'm still up and have been progressively writing this for the last two hours (as you can see below I've been doing a lot of net surfing).
I have to stop in at work tomorrow, I left my stuff there again and there's a little bit of work left to do that I was supposed to finish on Friday but was unable to because of the farewell party. I also have to pick up something that I was supposed to collect for today but obviously that wasn't going to happen.
A few of the weblogs that I read have had their layouts overhauled... I'm thinking of going back to just using blogger templates, the new ones look ok and it just makes life easier.
In other news, at some stage last night I fucked up my phone. I have NFI how it happened 'cause it was a relatively mild night, although it may have happened while dancing at Arizona. The dance floor was pretty full and I bumped into the side tables a few times. So now I hhave to go to a mobile phone repair joint and find out how much a new screen will set me back, and depending on how much that is I may just buy a new phone. The one problem is that I'm on a contract that doesn't run out for another year...
I want to buy this. I also want to buy a whole bunch of shirts from the guys over at Jinx hackwear.
Stop calling it Shrimp yuo stupid fucking seppo cunts.
It's about time this happened. I see cat-fur toys and clothing when I go to the markets or when I walk down from work to Chinatown for lunch or dinner. I'm fine with people wearing fur (I mean fuck, we wear leather etc) but it's different when the creature is a domesticated pet.
"I averted Nuclear War and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt". Well, it's $1000, but still.
Boring people with nothing better to do censoring fashion & giftware.
This d00d is fucking tall.
Bloke and his sprog found living out bush.
If only they'd succeeded :(.
Album covers censored by boring people with nothing better to do.
This is a bloody awesome idea.
London's Mayor thinks that people who drive 4WDs in the city are fucked. I agree.
Rock Solid Manboobs are The In Thing. Cool, I figure I'm about half way there :P
I'd be telling this woman to ram her lawsuit up her arse.
This little sheila is fucken cool as.
More awesome cuteness!
They should've used the claw to get him out.
I want one.
New something awful.
Landscaper.
New Hunkabutta.
It's a hard knock life deflowering virgins for a living. Forgive the pun.
I signed up for GMail a while back but haven't been able to access the bloody thing. The login page loads fine and everything but when I log in it loads a blank page... though it's not blank when I look at the source. Stupid fucken thing. I want to stop using hotmail because it's a piece of shit spam whore and my mailbox is always full.
So, back to Friday night/Saturday. After work I headed down into the city for farewell drinks for a mate of mine. I'm marginally upset by his leaving because he was probably the best mate I still had in Sydney. Anyway, we went to Arizona (which is shit as far as bars go, but it's cheap and across the road from >work for everyone else that was there) and had a lot to drink over about four hours, and then decided to head down to Martin Place Bar to wrap up the night. I left at about 12:30am and caught a taxi home. I woke up on Saturday morning with a pounding headache and a horrid feeling in my stomach, my first hangover in a long time. I hadn't eaten anything the night before and I think that was my saving grace when it came to being sick - the only stomach contents I had was liquid. I was sick a couple of times in the morning, I had a shower to lower my body temperature & rid myself of the cigarette smoke stench, then I got back into bed for another few hours. I woke up sick one more time in the day, sat on the computer for a little while and then headed back to bed for a few more hours' sleep. I think I had about 20 hours sleep in the space of a day, which explains why I'm still up and have been progressively writing this for the last two hours (as you can see below I've been doing a lot of net surfing).
I have to stop in at work tomorrow, I left my stuff there again and there's a little bit of work left to do that I was supposed to finish on Friday but was unable to because of the farewell party. I also have to pick up something that I was supposed to collect for today but obviously that wasn't going to happen.
A few of the weblogs that I read have had their layouts overhauled... I'm thinking of going back to just using blogger templates, the new ones look ok and it just makes life easier.
In other news, at some stage last night I fucked up my phone. I have NFI how it happened 'cause it was a relatively mild night, although it may have happened while dancing at Arizona. The dance floor was pretty full and I bumped into the side tables a few times. So now I hhave to go to a mobile phone repair joint and find out how much a new screen will set me back, and depending on how much that is I may just buy a new phone. The one problem is that I'm on a contract that doesn't run out for another year...
I want to buy this. I also want to buy a whole bunch of shirts from the guys over at Jinx hackwear.
Stop calling it Shrimp yuo stupid fucking seppo cunts.
It's about time this happened. I see cat-fur toys and clothing when I go to the markets or when I walk down from work to Chinatown for lunch or dinner. I'm fine with people wearing fur (I mean fuck, we wear leather etc) but it's different when the creature is a domesticated pet.
"I averted Nuclear War and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt". Well, it's $1000, but still.
Boring people with nothing better to do censoring fashion & giftware.
This d00d is fucking tall.
Bloke and his sprog found living out bush.
If only they'd succeeded :(.
Album covers censored by boring people with nothing better to do.
This is a bloody awesome idea.
London's Mayor thinks that people who drive 4WDs in the city are fucked. I agree.
Rock Solid Manboobs are The In Thing. Cool, I figure I'm about half way there :P
I'd be telling this woman to ram her lawsuit up her arse.
This little sheila is fucken cool as.
More awesome cuteness!
They should've used the claw to get him out.
I want one.
New something awful.
Landscaper.
New Hunkabutta.
It's a hard knock life deflowering virgins for a living. Forgive the pun.
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