I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!
I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!

I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!

I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!

I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!

I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!

I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!
I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!


I like Milan Direct, great stuff!!

IM GOING TO MEXICO THIS SUNDAY!! NO ONE USES THIS BOARD ANYMORE!! I DONT CARE! I WONT BE HERE! AUSTIN IS IN UNI! HE HAS TO DO A PRESENTATION ON THE X-BOX! ALLAN IS AT SCHOOL! JEFF IS AT HOME! KANSAS HAS A HOUSE WITH A POOL! RICHARDS LIKES IT HARD! I ATE CHINESE TODAY! SHQWIGETTY SCHWAB!

OR HOW BOUT THESE....?

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BIOGRAPHY PICS...whadya think?

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Where to start....

A fair bit has happened since my last post. Fuck knows what though, because I can't remember. So here's what I can see through that misty cloud in my brain.

Fuck!!! It's been slmost two months since my last post. Alright, well. Picking up from where I left off. Al, Austin, Jeff and I went on a mad roadtrip to Byron. There were many hilarious incidences including Al losing an 8-ball on the way, Jeff walking shirtless and sunburnt straight from the beach to the tatto joint and getting a tatto right there and then, Jim's tour to Nimben...... Ahh fuck.... rememberence day will never be the same again.

Within five minutes of us getting to our 'Hovel', we had a visit from a canadian dude (later to be named 'Simon' and 'Mr. Doob'. This dude came up to our hovel with this (or something to that effect) to ask: "Hey are you guys up for smoking a doob?" And from that point on, Simon was the king.

We met an Irish dude who told us that in Cambodia for US$500 you can shoot a cow with a bazooka.

We met an absolute shitload of Canadians. They all talked about coffee, hockey and said 'ay'. We had a fuckin great time.

Upon return: Liz fucked me around for the $120 she owes me, causing all sorts of dramas. We did some cool shit etc. Christmas was fuckin great! I got pretty drunk on Christmas eve, followed by speeding on Christmas night, followed by a night at Panthers with Swanny, Pabs, Fatty, Austin and Al. Monday was cool. We hung out with James in the arvo, played video games and Uno. Tuesday was again cool with the Jones St. Mansion looking its best for the pool party. Fuck all people were there for most of the day. But it was still alright.

My car is currently giving me dramas - hence why I'm writing this instead of working. The fucker won't start. I think I just have to tighten the starter and adjust its position. But hey, it's new years eve, and I aint going near a spanner till Sunday.

Happy new years motherfuckers!!!

Austin gave me a book called 'Care Packages' for my birthday which is a compilation of all the letters Superman got after his accident. Not only that but his birthday is on the same day as mine. I reckon his wife is a legend by sticking by him and he's a legend for increasing the awareness of stem cell research then carking it so that his wife and can move on and get a new man.
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Presents

That book (actually he gave me two) was one of the best presents i've ever gotten in my life.Why? I've actually thought about this and this is the reasons i believe it was such a good present. It was bought spontaneously which was the first important point, the rest are...

It was cheap.
Austin knew that only I would appreciate something as irreverent as that.
Which means there was thought behind it.
It came with a bookmark.
It was a book. Books are great presents.
It was nice, not too big, not too small, just right.
I'm serious, I was stoked, not even my mum could've gotten me such a good present.

It shows that Austin knows who I am, and that's the most important present of all.

Awww... it's true. A present should be a validation of the person it's being given to, it's a way of communicating and yeah, presents are important. Don't be fooled into thinking that once you're old you don't deserve presents.

That's bullshit.

LOTSA VODKA + LOTSA SPEED + NO SLEEP + WORK =

FUCKED!!!

That and i left my phone in a car that belongs to a dude I barely know who lives in Newcastle...

HOORAY FOR SHITTY DAYS!!!

http://www.angelfire.com/rock3/savesomefordaddy/haloween/


The halloween pictures are up!!! Finally.
The byron bay journal is coming.

- austin.

ON THE TOPIC OF RESPONSIBILITY

So today i started work at 8 am for the first time for a saturday... when i say i started at 8am, i really mean i was supposed to start at 8am... like the last time i started a new schedule of being at work at 8, i was late again... the difference is, last time i woke up at 8 and was only two hours late... this time, i woke up at 10.30 and was 4.5 hours late... thats more than half the shift...

Hopefully they didnt notice and i wont have to make up the time...

On another annoying note,

Last night on the train home i ran into this chick, Ange, who used to be in the year below me at Penrith high. I never really knew her too well but i knew ho she was and talked to her a few times...

Anyways i was on the train watching porn thinking about how i needed to get laid, and this voice says 'Hey didnt you go to penrith high'

I look up and theres this ok looking chick looking at me... I said yes and said i recognised her face... we did the intros and started talking...

She was kinda boring to tell you the truth, but she mentioned in conversation that she hadnt had sex for a few weeks and was feeling a bit horny ((or something along those lines))... So i ask her how she was getting home. She lives in windsor and was planning to get the train there from blacktown... So i offer her a lift from penrith.

If she hadnt mentioned her horniness i wouldn't have kept talking to her, but that was enough to keep me interested. So anyways i give her a lift and she gives me a hug and kisses me... then she says her dad wasnt home did i want to come inside...

I dont have to tell you the answer...

THEN WHAT JEFF?

Patience my friends is a virtue...

So we get it on and i get my fingers in and she starts blowing me... and about 5 mins into the head job the front door opens...

'Shit its my dad!'
'Will he care I'm here'
'No, but he will care if he catches us like this.'

So on go the clothes... I meet her dad... he was big, but a nice guy.

So i sit around for a while and chat to her, and when i realise i wasnt going to get to finish the act with her, i decide to leave.

I didnt get her number coz my phone was dead... and i really wouldnt want to pursue something with her coz she's not really that great... it was one of those ones where if its there go for it...

So I had blue balls bad! Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck!!!

Man am i having a shitty 24 hours...

Not to mention the english chick i picked up at Byron that Austin scared away coz she didnt like weed...

Hmmm maybe i'm meant to be celebate...

Gooooooodddd Morning

Well here I am at Byron Bay with Austin Allan and Richards.

We got here at 1.30 AM monday morning charging like a fucking bull after a mantadore. We sat up to watch the sun rise over Byron, but it was cloudy when dawn came... It rained all monday and there was a huge storm at night. It was sunny for a bit today but it loks like its gonna get cloudy again.

Our room is a little one room hut with 2 beds, a bunk and a mattress on the floor... we've got a mad from porch over looking this tidal pool. Its on a little island thingy on its own. I have dubbed the room Hovel on Cess-pool. Thus far i've been stoned and scattered and soon i will be drunk.

I'm keeping a video diary of the trip (all the fun bits at least) and will be a wreck when we get back...

Oh and my car got fucked on the drive up and i need to get it fixed.

Aloha people!