All My Friends Are Crap

My Friends Are Crap, Just Like Me.

Friday, April 30

Spano's Ute - The bane of my vehicular related existence

My engine doesn't even run yet and already the car's copped a hit.

Scott and I were towing my car up to the workshop from the carpark downstairs this arvo when a bit of a disaster struck. Scott was in the Suzuki, and I was in my car. As we went to pull out of the carpark, the tow rope fell off the front of my car. So I got out and put it back on. By this stage, the rope had got stuck under the front wheel. I started to pull the car back to release the rope and Scott, thinking I was in the car pulled out. I went to jump in, just turned the wheel slightly and BANG!!!! My car speared into Spano's ute. Pushed the side of his ute a meter out from the gutter. No damage to the ute. Damage to the Zed.

The front guard is fucked, the bonnet copped a nice big scratch/dent and the A pillar (the one that goes up to the roof with the windscreen) now has a big hole in it. The headlight cover is really fucked - it's made out of fibreglass. We spent some time after work pulling the guard and headlight cover off. Scott took them home to fix/get fixed. I think we're going to fix the bonnet and the A-pillar when I get the car going. Thank fuck Scott worked at a smash repair joint for 4 years.

So my car's going to be off the road for a while longer. Ahhhh time for a session....

But first, let me just say:

FUCK!!!



Richards - Still Zedless

Thursday, April 29

I've come to a decision

That's right. I've made a decision. I remembered I'm in charge and made a serious decision. I'm finding another job. I now HATE my job and think it's time to get the fuck out of that workshop. Yesterday I went and saw a dude I used to work with. He runs his own shop now. I told him shit was going down and I'm looking for a job. He's a bit iffy on giving me a job at the moment because work's a bit slow. If shit picks up, I'm in. On the upside, he did say he'd ask around for me. So hopefully I get a call in the next couple of weeks about a job.

Ahh yes, the decision I've been pondering for the last six months has finally been made and an action has been performed back it up. Sick. I'm happy with myself.

As for the party on Saturday night, It's still happening. There'll probably be another one up there in a couple of weeks when Scott moves out to the ex-brothel.

The ChargeMaster.

EGO DEFENSE!



As an attack on my over-infalted ego, i feel i must respnd to Austin previously mentioned remark about why would a chick want to contact me?

Why? I dont know, but they do (well some do), and the ones that do continue to do so without asking for details of my lawyer. One main reason for this (which doesnt happen for you austin) is i dont let them meet my friends who have a record of taking chicks i'm after (that is no-one as yet coz i'm not dumb enough to let it happen). Unlike you austin i dont introduce them to pablo, the ones i do introduce to pablo, i make sure they wont like pablo (pablo actually does this himself without my help. no offense mr p). Now i know my ego is super big, and probably needs to be knocked down a notch (or two). I would prefer, however, if this forementioned knock-down was a direct result of my stupidity and lack of judgement (its happened before and it will happen again).

On a lighter and sexier note, for fridays party, i think we need to have some sort of competition or wager happening to drive our incentive to pick up. If someone wants to help me out i am hoping to have an orgy happening by 3am (more chicks than guys of course). If i could get a camera i would use it, but i cant so i wont. As for transport, everyone who is coming is expected to contribute fuel money for the cause as it will be a long and expensive drive. For those who do not contribute, you will either need to walk/catch the train, or fuck off and find your own party to go to.

Anyways your fags, i'm not.

--->Jeff<-- :)


And So The System Is Down


.. We have a hardcore system at work that delegates all the information about someone to one screen which we can action and put notes on and stuff. And sometimes the system just can't handle the pressure and shits itself. Today is one of those days. The system went down before lunch which is conveniently placed at 12:00pm and it is now 1300 hours and the system is still down. As far as we have been told there is no estimated re-start time and the issue has now been escalated to the highest level of importance and is basically in Fix This Problem immediately mode.

So to combat what happens when the system is down they give me some other shitty job to perform. With the system as fucked as it is I can't do anything to anyone's account so they stuck me on a project to make a new instruction manual for our team so that people who don't understand can get an understanding.. Chemical Rick, it's like an engine manual. But about how to action accounts and stuff.. Dig? So yeah I start performing this terrible task and get told that I don't have to do it. I say "FUCK THAT!!! I'M WRITING A POST FOR MY BLOG" I put my headphones on.. Parliament Funkadellic Doin it in 3D as always.. And here I am posting an article for the internerd.

SO yeah. That's what's happening now.. What happened yesterday? Well. My brother said he was sick and he was crying. Unfortunately my parents couldn't leave there posts and I had to leave work to go and pick him up from school.. Guess what he was faking it and I took the day off for nothing.. It pissed me off.. I actually wanted to work.. And it sucked that I didn't get to do that. So to make things better for me I smoked a joint and went to sleep. My dad came home and woke me up. Now this is where I learnt a valuable life lesson. For the first 40 minutes after I wake up from a nap.. Especially if I wake up on bad terms.. I'm a nasty irrational cunt and say things that shouldn't be said. However, I abused my dad and walked to band prac.. Prac was good.. I passed out at pablos and I have no idea what happened from there on. Tim gave me a lift to the station.. Sick cunt.

The system has survived..

- The Steve.

Jeff.. You are the worlds biggest fag. As if chicks would contact you.. hahahah!!!!!

Wednesday, April 28

One again i have reached Mt conclusion

After the Tiffany Fiasco (which i heard pablo used to get Scrotes as well, god work) i have ceom to the conclusion that there are no real females on this planet anymore. All the females are you guys trying to pick up gullible guys like me. I just thought i'd make that point...















































































































































Lots of blank space to piss you off....

AND SO THE CYCLE CONTINUES

Whats wrong with today? I'll tellyouwhats wrong. I feel like shit! And I'm at work, and work sux. Hopefully i'll make up for it on the weekend. I will hopefully be attending this bash on the coast on saturday if funds permit... hopefully i will be able to manage my funds correctly this time... Luckily i have a ega-big pay coming in so i can repay any debts i'm already in (that debts with mates not fucked up corporations...) and maybe even any more debt i get into in the next week and a half... I really gotta start figuring out how to look after money... but fuck it, as long as the bills are paid and the liver is attacked i'm a happy man... SEX!!! so which one of you are these new fake chicks --------------->, i think Josie must be the only valid one... hmmm i think one of us wants to be female (allan i'm looking at you, you shifty cunt.). anyways for now adios!

Tuesday, April 27

Pablo on Saturday night


Ahhh yes, the long weekend seemed really long thanks to all the speed we did. I went for 14 hours on that shit before the train started pulling into the station. Sunday at two up was chaos. Not the right situation to be in when coming off speed.
Saturday night is on!

Richards AKA Chargemaster AKA Chemical Rick

PS. Fuck you!!!!!


Speeding Steve And Chemical Rick


What a fucking long weekend that was!

Amphetimine intake was at another absolute maximum. I spent two days awake. One sunrise on jeffs backyard coutch and one sleeping session on jeffs front room coutch. One cleaning session in my room. One two-up session at The Band Club. Oh! i went to Sublime and partied till the sun come up and fucked myself up on buckets and watched furutama and got some sleep.

But as far as i'm concerned my memory is agian not working correctly after this weekends now common - substance abuse - or speed binging. Man. Fuck slowing down.. Lets all Go GO Go Till our hearts explode.

I have completed the Futurama Boxed Set collection and i am now in possession of all four seasons. They are fantastic. The Zoid is a beautiful charactor. And Hermies.. Well i found otu why he's fucked. I can't spell the words that are needed to explain him. So you'll have to watch the episode..

Other than that.. Jeff. I didn't piss on your car this time and if in future i am going to be punished for others pissing on your car i'll fuck you up. Just like america did to all other countries bar Veitnam. Man you treating me the way you do is uncalled for. Due to your lack of telephone communication ability or confidence to tell gilmore what is really happening and both you and gilmore's severe lack of patience the result of this problem was fucked. Man totally disrespectful. Basically. I won't piss on your car. Simple. but if i am punished for something that you think i did without positive evidence that i did it.. you will pay jeff.. you will pay..

So yeah. Back at work.. Shithouse. First talk with pablo abuot the band last night.. Shithouse.. He's all systems go. Me on the other hand have other things on my mind that don't involve the band. 15 years for Hilltop means shit to me. 6 years and 10 grand does man.. Where is the incentive pablo??? I believe once again are you living in dreamworld.

Thats all for me.

Chemical Rick.. Stay alert.. Remember.. Drive, Revive (aka.. have more gas), Survive... or somethign like that.

- The Steve.

The net at amex is so shit.. Fucking hell. no spell check.. nothing.. peice of shit...

Monday, April 26

www.kingjeff.blogspot.com bigger, better, and actually working (kinda)... be there or be square... (lame ass)

In case you havent already noticed...

My blog is now fucked. I deleted some HTML stuff i shouldnt have deleted and now it wont load anything... oh well.. it sucked anyways...

NEW CAR LAWS MOTHER FUCKERS!!!



Ok here it is... I'll write in in bold so all of you don't forget...

IF ANYONE EVER PISSES ON MY CAR AGAIN, BE IT GILMORE, BE IT PABLO, BE IT AUSTIN, BE IT DENNIS, BE IT ANYONE! THAT INDIVIDUAL AND ANY OTHER INDIVIDUAL ENCOURAGING THEM OR IN ANY OTHER WAY INVOLVED IN THE PROCESS OF URINATING ON MY CAR WILL HAVE A BANNED IMPOSED ON TRAVELING IN MY CAR. THE TIMEFRAME OF THIS BAN WILL VARY AND THE ONLY WAY TO AVOID THE BAN IS TO CLEAN MY CAR (INCLUDING WAX) AT THE VERY NEXT POSSIBLE TIME (UNTIL THE NEXT POSSIBLE TIME COMES ABOUT THE BAN IS IMPOSED). NOW I DON'T CARE IF WE'RE CAMPING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT AND THE INDIVIDUAL HAS NO OTHER MEANS OF TRANSPORT. YOU WILL BE LEFT BEHIND IF YOU PISS ON MY CAR!!! Please note: The ban is also covers any form of dirtying of my car.

I'm sick of cleaning my car or paying for a car wash only to have your venereal disease infested urine all over my car. So the line has been drawn ladies, the line has been drawn...

On a lighter note... Work sux. Its quiet... Too quiet... Ha lame ass. So I guess I'll be having a paid ($354.50) internet session... ah 7.5 hours, internet and a big fat pay check next pay (which I need). But at least after this poverty pay, and next weeks fortune pay I'll have decreased my debt amounts quite considerably... Once that is accomplished I can focus on getting myself out of corporate debt... then i'm set to save and get the fuck off this rock and leave all you festy cunts behind (allan and richards you don't get hit with the festy tag, only Mr, I don't shower for weeks, Pablo. And Mr, bodily fluids and excrement are fun, Austin) to wallow in your own filth. As you may have already noticed, i'm not in a good mood at all today... Partially the speed, partially having a fat ugly trog turn up at your house when you go to bed (although having her attractive friend there is a big bonus), partially all my friends are crap... actually mainly the last one...

Anyways I don't really have much more to say, except abuse for certain urine addicts... So i'm off fags, and change the link to my blog fuck ya.