August and everything after....
Wow. What a stupendously big month this is going to be.
Cami leaving in 15 or so days for her whirlwind European tour, me off to the travel agent on Friday to start sorting stuff out for my move to the UK next year, and alas, at the end of this month the closure of the Duke of Windsor. A sad time it will be. There was much talk of it in class today and Mel and I have agreed to go, get bombed and give the old fella an appropriate send off. I am thinking of trying to get the posse together for it and make it a special one. Also, I've already told Mel that I am crashing at her place in Richmond hahah so I am all set.
So many good times had there. From Friday/Saturday night gigs getting shitfaced and dancing to DJ Pabur, to sleepy Sunday arvos watching The Deserters doing their thang, to those unforgettable Monday/Tuesday nights where The Pictures did warm up shows before their tours and the only ones in the place were me, cami, a few locals and the majorbox gang. Ahhh good times.
Well after nearly a full day on the antibiotics, I am feeling hella better. If only that fucktard of a doctor had've given me some on Saturday, I would be 10 times better by now. But no, I had to resort to asking mum to get one of the dentists to write a prescription for me.
So now I have to hit the books and get a tour budget done for tomorrow's class. Good fun *sarcasm*. Well I am basing it on FWW (but an Aussie National tour) so I might just listen to 'em while I do it.
Cami leaving in 15 or so days for her whirlwind European tour, me off to the travel agent on Friday to start sorting stuff out for my move to the UK next year, and alas, at the end of this month the closure of the Duke of Windsor. A sad time it will be. There was much talk of it in class today and Mel and I have agreed to go, get bombed and give the old fella an appropriate send off. I am thinking of trying to get the posse together for it and make it a special one. Also, I've already told Mel that I am crashing at her place in Richmond hahah so I am all set.
So many good times had there. From Friday/Saturday night gigs getting shitfaced and dancing to DJ Pabur, to sleepy Sunday arvos watching The Deserters doing their thang, to those unforgettable Monday/Tuesday nights where The Pictures did warm up shows before their tours and the only ones in the place were me, cami, a few locals and the majorbox gang. Ahhh good times.
Well after nearly a full day on the antibiotics, I am feeling hella better. If only that fucktard of a doctor had've given me some on Saturday, I would be 10 times better by now. But no, I had to resort to asking mum to get one of the dentists to write a prescription for me.
So now I have to hit the books and get a tour budget done for tomorrow's class. Good fun *sarcasm*. Well I am basing it on FWW (but an Aussie National tour) so I might just listen to 'em while I do it.