What's happening? Well.... My life as it stands:
Working for Next Byte Apple Centre. Part Time. Good job, but pay is not great. Planning to get another job to supplement my income soon.
Still living in Pyrmont, Sydney. Tommy, a mate from Magalluf has arrived so he is staying with us now. Planning to travel in afew months, but need to get more cash together.
Life ain't particularly exciting. Need to get out of this boring routine, but will hopefully have it large in afew months with some travelling in Oz, hopefully Thailand, then another summer working in the balaerics, maybe.
Eventually I'll be in London working a good job and paying my debts and buying lots of antique computers ;)
Thursday, November 27, 2003
Yo!
This weeks news is I have started a new job, working in an Apple Centre selling Apple Macs. I think this is the best job I have ever had as I get to play with and talk about computers all day long. I'm also still doing Property Assistance at the Commonwealth Bank which means people call me up and complain all day long.
Things are on the up tho, I have finally done my Responsible Service of Alcohol Certificate meaning I can now legally get a bar job here. If I find one then I'll have 3 jobs and should be able to save.
On Sunday JieBie and I moved rooms in our flat. We moved from the small room to the medium room, so again things are looking up. We have furnished our room with a desk and a chair we found in the bins we are indeed living like kings.
Saturday is JieBie's 22nd so my mission for the night is to get him so intoxicated he does something which will get him deported.
This weeks news is I have started a new job, working in an Apple Centre selling Apple Macs. I think this is the best job I have ever had as I get to play with and talk about computers all day long. I'm also still doing Property Assistance at the Commonwealth Bank which means people call me up and complain all day long.
Things are on the up tho, I have finally done my Responsible Service of Alcohol Certificate meaning I can now legally get a bar job here. If I find one then I'll have 3 jobs and should be able to save.
On Sunday JieBie and I moved rooms in our flat. We moved from the small room to the medium room, so again things are looking up. We have furnished our room with a desk and a chair we found in the bins we are indeed living like kings.
Saturday is JieBie's 22nd so my mission for the night is to get him so intoxicated he does something which will get him deported.
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
Had a most fantastic adventure on Saturday. It involved lots of underground exploring, followed by moving a sleeping jiebie out of the flat.
Heard about a group of people on the internet afew months back that regularly explore the hidden and forgotten places of Sydney. My self, Paul and Hunter went along to meet up with them for afew adventures. Jiebie was supposed to come but he opted for a night of hardcore drinking instead.
We almost missed the meeting with the guys, but when we got there we were lucky enough to meet a nice girl who drove us between the various exploration sites in her van. We started the night about 20:30 and were still going until 7:00 thenext morning. It's fantastic how much there is to see under sydney. Unlike an old city like Glasgow, the drains over here are actually big enough to walk around in.
Brough back some happy memories of going exploring back home. There are some pics of our Kelvingrove railway tunnel expedition at http://beakster.5u.com/expedition/expedition.htm
Upon returning home, I tried to wake JieBie, but due to his hardcore drinking I could not wake him up! I decided instead to drag his matress with him and his covers on it off the bed. I dragged him through the lounge and out to the balcony. He was so wasted he did not even wake up!
He did eventually wake up. He woke up when the landlord walked past the flat and saw him fast asleep on the balcony:
"Hey you! What you doing!? You cant sleep out there!" Shouted the landlord.
"What am I doing? I dont know!" Replied JieBie as he awoke and felt very disoriented.
JieBie tried to re-enter the flat, only to find the balcony door was locked. After afew minutes of knocking he managed to wake someone up to let him in, to whom he exclaimed: "Why was I sleeping on the balcony, how did I get there?"
When Jiebie came back to the room, I managed to have him believeing that it was thorugh his own choice that he had gone out to sleep there.
Hopefully more fantastic adventures next week, as I'm planning to go to another Sydney Amiga Users Group meeting, stay tuned!
Heard about a group of people on the internet afew months back that regularly explore the hidden and forgotten places of Sydney. My self, Paul and Hunter went along to meet up with them for afew adventures. Jiebie was supposed to come but he opted for a night of hardcore drinking instead.
We almost missed the meeting with the guys, but when we got there we were lucky enough to meet a nice girl who drove us between the various exploration sites in her van. We started the night about 20:30 and were still going until 7:00 thenext morning. It's fantastic how much there is to see under sydney. Unlike an old city like Glasgow, the drains over here are actually big enough to walk around in.
Brough back some happy memories of going exploring back home. There are some pics of our Kelvingrove railway tunnel expedition at http://beakster.5u.com/expedition/expedition.htm
Upon returning home, I tried to wake JieBie, but due to his hardcore drinking I could not wake him up! I decided instead to drag his matress with him and his covers on it off the bed. I dragged him through the lounge and out to the balcony. He was so wasted he did not even wake up!
He did eventually wake up. He woke up when the landlord walked past the flat and saw him fast asleep on the balcony:
"Hey you! What you doing!? You cant sleep out there!" Shouted the landlord.
"What am I doing? I dont know!" Replied JieBie as he awoke and felt very disoriented.
JieBie tried to re-enter the flat, only to find the balcony door was locked. After afew minutes of knocking he managed to wake someone up to let him in, to whom he exclaimed: "Why was I sleeping on the balcony, how did I get there?"
When Jiebie came back to the room, I managed to have him believeing that it was thorugh his own choice that he had gone out to sleep there.
Hopefully more fantastic adventures next week, as I'm planning to go to another Sydney Amiga Users Group meeting, stay tuned!
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
Still very little news to report. So here is a fantastic adventure from a few months back:
One night JieBie were walking back to our flat in Bondi when we happened upon a church. The church had a huge banner out side advertising "Monte Fair". The though instantly struck us that this banner would look great in our flat. Of course we could not steal a banner which advertised a church event, but the date of Monte Fair was for the previous day, meaning the fair had passed as we would be doing them a favour by taking it down.
We took it down and carried the banner home, where we sellotaped it to the wall then fell asleep. When we awoke, the banner had fallen down, and in our now sober state, did not look as fantastic as it did the previous night.
It was a Sunday as we needed something to do. We thought about putting the banner our on our balcony, but that would just advertise the fact we took it. Struck by a sudden moment of genious, we decided to turn the banner over and write something on the blank reverse side.
Our first choice was of course "International Bawbag Society", but after writing the word International it was clear that we couldn't fit it on. Society was substituted with HQ and after one hour of outlining with a ball point pen, then filling in with a marker, the banner was ready.
We put it out on the balcony and stood on the other side of the road, admiring our handy work with great pride.
People walked past the flat, people looked at the banner, people looked confused. The poor Ausies have trouble wioth the word Bawbag for some reason, it does not seem to be in their vocabulary. Unfortunatley, even though they couldn't he understand it, the landlord took offense.
"What is this International Bawbag HQ?!?!" he asked, when we opened the door to him at 11pm.
"Ah, the banner, its just a friendly welcome message. It means we are international travellers. A bawbag is like a backpacker." I replied.
"You take this down now!" said the landlord.
"Why?" asked I.
"Why! Because the council will fine me $1000 for advertising with out a permit!' exclaimed thew landlord angrily.
I was quite upset by the landlords opinion of the banner. The International Bawbag Society is a non-profit organisation, and I don't see how our banner could constitute advertising in any way. The way I see it is that it is no different to having the name or number of your house on display.
We had to submit to the landlords wishes however, but atleast we have this photo to remind us of our old HQ:
One night JieBie were walking back to our flat in Bondi when we happened upon a church. The church had a huge banner out side advertising "Monte Fair". The though instantly struck us that this banner would look great in our flat. Of course we could not steal a banner which advertised a church event, but the date of Monte Fair was for the previous day, meaning the fair had passed as we would be doing them a favour by taking it down.
We took it down and carried the banner home, where we sellotaped it to the wall then fell asleep. When we awoke, the banner had fallen down, and in our now sober state, did not look as fantastic as it did the previous night.
It was a Sunday as we needed something to do. We thought about putting the banner our on our balcony, but that would just advertise the fact we took it. Struck by a sudden moment of genious, we decided to turn the banner over and write something on the blank reverse side.
Our first choice was of course "International Bawbag Society", but after writing the word International it was clear that we couldn't fit it on. Society was substituted with HQ and after one hour of outlining with a ball point pen, then filling in with a marker, the banner was ready.
We put it out on the balcony and stood on the other side of the road, admiring our handy work with great pride.
People walked past the flat, people looked at the banner, people looked confused. The poor Ausies have trouble wioth the word Bawbag for some reason, it does not seem to be in their vocabulary. Unfortunatley, even though they couldn't he understand it, the landlord took offense.
"What is this International Bawbag HQ?!?!" he asked, when we opened the door to him at 11pm.
"Ah, the banner, its just a friendly welcome message. It means we are international travellers. A bawbag is like a backpacker." I replied.
"You take this down now!" said the landlord.
"Why?" asked I.
"Why! Because the council will fine me $1000 for advertising with out a permit!' exclaimed thew landlord angrily.
I was quite upset by the landlords opinion of the banner. The International Bawbag Society is a non-profit organisation, and I don't see how our banner could constitute advertising in any way. The way I see it is that it is no different to having the name or number of your house on display.
We had to submit to the landlords wishes however, but atleast we have this photo to remind us of our old HQ:
Thursday, October 16, 2003
Appologies for not updating for ages. Current mission is to get an internet connection in the flat, once that is achieved I'll be back online 24/7
Recent developments:
Moved into a lovely new flat. It has a sauna, gym, pool, BBQ. Living with 2 guys from home, some welsh guy and 3 Irish girls we accumulated. Life is good, I have a nice Apple Mac I bought on ebay, which I play with at night when I can't afford to go out on the piss.
JieBie and I were friends with some lovely Kiwi girls for a while. We met them when we were staying in our crap flat. Sadly they have moved on to warmer weather:
Admittedly, life is not at it's most fantastic just now, don't have enough money, and therefore not drinking enough.
Things will get more interesting soon so stay tuned for more fantastic adventures!
Recent developments:
Moved into a lovely new flat. It has a sauna, gym, pool, BBQ. Living with 2 guys from home, some welsh guy and 3 Irish girls we accumulated. Life is good, I have a nice Apple Mac I bought on ebay, which I play with at night when I can't afford to go out on the piss.
JieBie and I were friends with some lovely Kiwi girls for a while. We met them when we were staying in our crap flat. Sadly they have moved on to warmer weather:
Admittedly, life is not at it's most fantastic just now, don't have enough money, and therefore not drinking enough.
Things will get more interesting soon so stay tuned for more fantastic adventures!
Monday, September 08, 2003
On Saturday, JieBie and I took the train to Homebush with the intention of going to a closing down sale. Upon arriving at Homebush station, we embarked on a 1 hour walk until we reached the warehouse hosting the sale. We were most disappointed to find that the merchandise at the sale was neither cheap nor worth buying.
Not to be disheartened we decided to explore the area we were in, and headed over towards the Telstra stadium. The stadium was seperated from the warehouse by a large fence. Thanks to my fantastic luck, it was easy to find a hole in the fence and me and JieBie headed through and took a walk round the stadium.
Upon reaching the other side of the staduim, we found ourselfs at the Novotel hotel so went into the bar for a Schooner before heading home. While drinking we saw a large line of people, heading from the hotel, over to the stadium. This was most interesting as the stadium was clearly closed.
Ofcourse, we decided to join this line and when we reached the door of the stadium the attendant on the door said "Are you with the BMW group?"
"Yes" I replied.
"Well hurry up, the tour is about to start!" said the attendent.
JieBie and I were then taken on a tour of the whole Telstra stadium, which included the changing rooms, the olympic podium and shown how the seats are rearranged for different events. Very satisfied with the tour we were looking forward to leaving the stadium before anyone realised we weren't supposed to be there. The tour guide then said "Ok Gentlemen, if you'd like to proceed through the the Platinum Lounge now where your function will begin."
We were then shown through to a room where there was a podium for a speaker, a whole wall of windows over looking the stadium, 8 tables set for dinner, and a number fo waitresses with trays of beer and wine for us. We took a beer and tried to look inconspicious whilst discussing an escape plan.
Escape seemed unlikely as we did not know the way out, and asking would have drawn suspicion. There was only one thing to do, we had to stay for the function. After checking there was enough seats for everyone, we joined a table with 4 guys about the same age as us, and an old couple. The old couple were there watching their son graduating as an aprentice BMW technicion and the 4 guys were graduating themselfs.
The questions as to who we were came first from the old couple so JieBie and I formulated the story that his family worked for BMW in Germany and I was his cousin, doing an IT contract from BMW in Sydney. The seemed satisfied with this and the younger guys kept to themselfs.
We enjoyed a lovely 3 course meal, a fantastic awards ceromony for the BMW graduates and before desert an Australian comedian entertained us. As we were getting ready to leave, the 4 guys said "Sorry, who are you guys, we never saw you at the games today. You didn't just join the big group of people did you?"
"Of course not!" we replied, and then followed up with a load of bullshit about why we weren't at the activities and our involvement with BMW.
All in all a most enjoyable day, infact a very sucessfull weekend as on Sunday I found a BMX in a skip. It has no saddle and is ment for kids of about 8 years old but is a means of trasport none the less. =)
Not to be disheartened we decided to explore the area we were in, and headed over towards the Telstra stadium. The stadium was seperated from the warehouse by a large fence. Thanks to my fantastic luck, it was easy to find a hole in the fence and me and JieBie headed through and took a walk round the stadium.
Upon reaching the other side of the staduim, we found ourselfs at the Novotel hotel so went into the bar for a Schooner before heading home. While drinking we saw a large line of people, heading from the hotel, over to the stadium. This was most interesting as the stadium was clearly closed.
Ofcourse, we decided to join this line and when we reached the door of the stadium the attendant on the door said "Are you with the BMW group?"
"Yes" I replied.
"Well hurry up, the tour is about to start!" said the attendent.
JieBie and I were then taken on a tour of the whole Telstra stadium, which included the changing rooms, the olympic podium and shown how the seats are rearranged for different events. Very satisfied with the tour we were looking forward to leaving the stadium before anyone realised we weren't supposed to be there. The tour guide then said "Ok Gentlemen, if you'd like to proceed through the the Platinum Lounge now where your function will begin."
We were then shown through to a room where there was a podium for a speaker, a whole wall of windows over looking the stadium, 8 tables set for dinner, and a number fo waitresses with trays of beer and wine for us. We took a beer and tried to look inconspicious whilst discussing an escape plan.
Escape seemed unlikely as we did not know the way out, and asking would have drawn suspicion. There was only one thing to do, we had to stay for the function. After checking there was enough seats for everyone, we joined a table with 4 guys about the same age as us, and an old couple. The old couple were there watching their son graduating as an aprentice BMW technicion and the 4 guys were graduating themselfs.
The questions as to who we were came first from the old couple so JieBie and I formulated the story that his family worked for BMW in Germany and I was his cousin, doing an IT contract from BMW in Sydney. The seemed satisfied with this and the younger guys kept to themselfs.
We enjoyed a lovely 3 course meal, a fantastic awards ceromony for the BMW graduates and before desert an Australian comedian entertained us. As we were getting ready to leave, the 4 guys said "Sorry, who are you guys, we never saw you at the games today. You didn't just join the big group of people did you?"
"Of course not!" we replied, and then followed up with a load of bullshit about why we weren't at the activities and our involvement with BMW.
All in all a most enjoyable day, infact a very sucessfull weekend as on Sunday I found a BMX in a skip. It has no saddle and is ment for kids of about 8 years old but is a means of trasport none the less. =)
Sunday, September 07, 2003
Look at this fantastic fan!!!
We found this on the street on the way down to the beach. In our flat we had two light fitting, which was not really necessary. After removing one, we managed to seucre the fan in place by bending the bracket 90 degrees and using on eof the light fitting screws. After all that effort it was very satisfying to bask in its cool breeze.
We found this on the street on the way down to the beach. In our flat we had two light fitting, which was not really necessary. After removing one, we managed to seucre the fan in place by bending the bracket 90 degrees and using on eof the light fitting screws. After all that effort it was very satisfying to bask in its cool breeze.
Tuesday, August 26, 2003
Yo,
We made a new friend the other night by befriending a tramp outside a pub in Geroge Street.
I got speaing to some shady old guy who was carrying a bottle of orange juice around in a plastic bag. He tried to follow us into the pub but the bouncer knocked him back cos he was a tramp. I managed to convince the bouncer he was not really a tramp and the bouncer let him into the pub.
An interesting man he was, aparently just out of jail. From this positive experience I urge all people: Befriend a tramp in the street for a night, take them to a pub and by them a drink. I'msure we could all learn a thing or two from a tramp.
We made a new friend the other night by befriending a tramp outside a pub in Geroge Street.
I got speaing to some shady old guy who was carrying a bottle of orange juice around in a plastic bag. He tried to follow us into the pub but the bouncer knocked him back cos he was a tramp. I managed to convince the bouncer he was not really a tramp and the bouncer let him into the pub.
An interesting man he was, aparently just out of jail. From this positive experience I urge all people: Befriend a tramp in the street for a night, take them to a pub and by them a drink. I'msure we could all learn a thing or two from a tramp.
Thursday, August 21, 2003
The pace of life begins quickens as the money starts to come in. Regular nights out are beginning although the humrum Monday to Saturday routine of working life continues.
Targets for the month are to save up $600 to pay for a bond on a nice flat in the CBD of Sydney.
In other news JieBie pulled the other night. He pulled a fat 35 year old abboriginy woman and went back to hers. Well done JieBie!!!
I had a typical bawbag sucess, in that I fell asleep on the train home. Even tho my stop was the last on the line I slept through the 15 minutes it stays there and woke up after it had gone all the way to the other end of the line and was on its way back. The guard came and woke me up:
"Are you OK?" She asked.
"mm yeah" I replied as I started to both waken and sober up.
"Do you know where you are?"
"Hmmmm", It was dark out side when I got on the train and it seemed to be light now. Also I did not recognise the name of the station. "No, where am I?" I said.
"Well, where are you going?" said the guard.
"Bondi Junction" said I.
"Hmm, OK" she said, looking worried, "Where did you get on"
"Emmm, I can't remember" I said, probably now seeming like a total retard.
"OK, dont worry, the important thing is the train is now on its was back to Bondi Junction, so make sure you get off when it gets there.
Oh well, hopefully moving to the city centre will avoid such situations arising in the future. ;)
Targets for the month are to save up $600 to pay for a bond on a nice flat in the CBD of Sydney.
In other news JieBie pulled the other night. He pulled a fat 35 year old abboriginy woman and went back to hers. Well done JieBie!!!
I had a typical bawbag sucess, in that I fell asleep on the train home. Even tho my stop was the last on the line I slept through the 15 minutes it stays there and woke up after it had gone all the way to the other end of the line and was on its way back. The guard came and woke me up:
"Are you OK?" She asked.
"mm yeah" I replied as I started to both waken and sober up.
"Do you know where you are?"
"Hmmmm", It was dark out side when I got on the train and it seemed to be light now. Also I did not recognise the name of the station. "No, where am I?" I said.
"Well, where are you going?" said the guard.
"Bondi Junction" said I.
"Hmm, OK" she said, looking worried, "Where did you get on"
"Emmm, I can't remember" I said, probably now seeming like a total retard.
"OK, dont worry, the important thing is the train is now on its was back to Bondi Junction, so make sure you get off when it gets there.
Oh well, hopefully moving to the city centre will avoid such situations arising in the future. ;)
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