Steak, beer, bushfiers and Raw Fish.
I've been out a few days, that's why there is no postingness. But it was awesome though.
Saturday morning was uneventful, there was no bacon, and I got up early after being up til whatever time my last journal entry was. Anyway the kids and dad got in one car and went into town while I drove me and mum. On the way there are still fucking locusts everywhere. We got into my grandparents place and hung out for a bit before all of dads side of the family's present is revealed...
A 51cm TV, DVD player and a pair of satelite speakers with a sub. I was fucking stoked. I though I was getting lots of little shitty presents, not this big fucking thing. Fuck yes.
Anyway hang out for a bit more, get ready to go and head off to the restarunt. There is about 15 people all up and we eat. Pat calls my mobile, asks where I am and rocks up drunk because he's been at the races all day and was drinking from 3PM. He yells "PEEEEWWWUUU!" a lot to my 5 year old sister because she said something stank and made her cry. Drunken uncles rock.
We had to wait for about an hour for food because the place was packed. I order this mother fucker of a steak like everyone else. It was tender as, you could eat it with a plastic spoon. Anyway no one can finish them so the waiter takes them away and mum takes the kids to my grandparets and we go to the bar which is in the restarunt. Have a few beers and burboun and cokes and then leave for the nearest pub.
Anyway the nearest pub, caleed the... the.. uh... who cares. Di buys a round and we head off to the pokies. Di the bitch won 90 bucks. After that we head off to the Vic. Sort of a Bar pub thing with an upstairs nightclub. I will dub it a Parclub. There was a live band there with no drummer and a shitty MIDI sounding substitue. Somehow, it sounded alright. Anyway Shaun orders a few Southers and some Jimmy's for me. We head off to the Pokies and spend more money. No one was winning - but dad the addict stayed there anyway and probably gambled our kids Uni funds away. We headed off upstaris and met Pat. He orders two bushfires. Ooooh, nasty cunts. Vodka, tequilea and tabascous sause... don't try one. Anyway talking with some people I know, and Pat keeps going on about shit. The bushfire musta sent me off and I must of danced cause I remember lights and moving heaps.
To remedy this, I had another one. And then a vodka and red bull. I remember I kept stumbling downstaris to check on dad. He gives me a fiver and I think I brought me and pat a beer... Then I just remember people shouting me. Err, I think.
Next thing I know, I'm marching down the street. And mum comes from nowhere to pick us up. And Di complained about not having a kebab.
I wake up at 8 fucking PM to the sound of some DVD the kids were watching. Ooooh, nasty. I've had worse hangovers before, so it wasn't too bad. I just lazed about all day, was alright.
Anyway I ring Jo and organise to meet her at her house on the way home so we could go out.... for sushi. I wanted to see what it was like dammit! So I go to her house and I'm stunned by Jo who looks like pure sex. She hops in and we go to my joint and I get ready. Off to the restarunt we go.
Was a nice little place. It had one of those Japenese grill thingys in the middle where the chef does fancy stuff in front of you. We pick a seat and order some drinks. The poor waitress hears "carton cold" as "coke" which was probably better in the long run. We had an assortment of sushi as the entree and try all kinds off different stuff. We wouldn't try the wassabi sause though, except the bits on the sushi. The rice in seaweed was nice. The pink stuff was a bit strange, and the white stuff wasn't too bad.
So we didn't feel like fish anymore... I order beef terryiaki and Jo orders chicken terriyaki which were fucking nice as. I had to re-learn chopsticks though.
Anyway went to intinsity and beat Jo at air hocky and then we walked down the street at night. It was nice because no one was out on a sunday night. Got a lift to Jo's house and stayed the night where I got my cool necklace present off her. We got home the next morning, she left and I set up the TV and DVD player. Ohh yes.
And that's been my last couple of days. There is spelling mistakes all through this, and I don't care :p Was very fun indeed.
Saturday morning was uneventful, there was no bacon, and I got up early after being up til whatever time my last journal entry was. Anyway the kids and dad got in one car and went into town while I drove me and mum. On the way there are still fucking locusts everywhere. We got into my grandparents place and hung out for a bit before all of dads side of the family's present is revealed...
A 51cm TV, DVD player and a pair of satelite speakers with a sub. I was fucking stoked. I though I was getting lots of little shitty presents, not this big fucking thing. Fuck yes.
Anyway hang out for a bit more, get ready to go and head off to the restarunt. There is about 15 people all up and we eat. Pat calls my mobile, asks where I am and rocks up drunk because he's been at the races all day and was drinking from 3PM. He yells "PEEEEWWWUUU!" a lot to my 5 year old sister because she said something stank and made her cry. Drunken uncles rock.
We had to wait for about an hour for food because the place was packed. I order this mother fucker of a steak like everyone else. It was tender as, you could eat it with a plastic spoon. Anyway no one can finish them so the waiter takes them away and mum takes the kids to my grandparets and we go to the bar which is in the restarunt. Have a few beers and burboun and cokes and then leave for the nearest pub.
Anyway the nearest pub, caleed the... the.. uh... who cares. Di buys a round and we head off to the pokies. Di the bitch won 90 bucks. After that we head off to the Vic. Sort of a Bar pub thing with an upstairs nightclub. I will dub it a Parclub. There was a live band there with no drummer and a shitty MIDI sounding substitue. Somehow, it sounded alright. Anyway Shaun orders a few Southers and some Jimmy's for me. We head off to the Pokies and spend more money. No one was winning - but dad the addict stayed there anyway and probably gambled our kids Uni funds away. We headed off upstaris and met Pat. He orders two bushfires. Ooooh, nasty cunts. Vodka, tequilea and tabascous sause... don't try one. Anyway talking with some people I know, and Pat keeps going on about shit. The bushfire musta sent me off and I must of danced cause I remember lights and moving heaps.
To remedy this, I had another one. And then a vodka and red bull. I remember I kept stumbling downstaris to check on dad. He gives me a fiver and I think I brought me and pat a beer... Then I just remember people shouting me. Err, I think.
Next thing I know, I'm marching down the street. And mum comes from nowhere to pick us up. And Di complained about not having a kebab.
I wake up at 8 fucking PM to the sound of some DVD the kids were watching. Ooooh, nasty. I've had worse hangovers before, so it wasn't too bad. I just lazed about all day, was alright.
Anyway I ring Jo and organise to meet her at her house on the way home so we could go out.... for sushi. I wanted to see what it was like dammit! So I go to her house and I'm stunned by Jo who looks like pure sex. She hops in and we go to my joint and I get ready. Off to the restarunt we go.
Was a nice little place. It had one of those Japenese grill thingys in the middle where the chef does fancy stuff in front of you. We pick a seat and order some drinks. The poor waitress hears "carton cold" as "coke" which was probably better in the long run. We had an assortment of sushi as the entree and try all kinds off different stuff. We wouldn't try the wassabi sause though, except the bits on the sushi. The rice in seaweed was nice. The pink stuff was a bit strange, and the white stuff wasn't too bad.
So we didn't feel like fish anymore... I order beef terryiaki and Jo orders chicken terriyaki which were fucking nice as. I had to re-learn chopsticks though.
Anyway went to intinsity and beat Jo at air hocky and then we walked down the street at night. It was nice because no one was out on a sunday night. Got a lift to Jo's house and stayed the night where I got my cool necklace present off her. We got home the next morning, she left and I set up the TV and DVD player. Ohh yes.
And that's been my last couple of days. There is spelling mistakes all through this, and I don't care :p Was very fun indeed.