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Well it's been an interesting couple of weeks. I think I'll just leave the closure of the cafe, except to say that a week ago (around the time of my last post) I could have written a bloody essay with all the things that I wanted to say, and now I either don't care, or don't know where to start, or just plain couldn't be bothered. Maybe I'll post a private entry at some stage.
The weekend was rather epic, the kind that gives you mondayitis even though you don't start work until 3pm (not the hang-over version, the one where you don't really want it to end). Friday arvo began with Rick and I sweeping the house before people came over for shenanigans. As you can imagine, shenanigans started before other people arrived, and before we'd finished cleaning up. Rick learnt the very important lesson that if you secure a hair-dryer and a curling iron to your head with a belt, then plug in the hair-dryer and turn it on, you will burn your hair. Sweep-tennis proved a little safer, it basically involved Rick sweeping a pile of rubbish towards me, then me sweeping it back. Repeatedly.
Then came the science in the toilet. Dustman and Crush (dustpan and brush superheroes) were too tired to go all the way to the bin, so we just tipped the rubbish into the toilet. Unfortunately it wouldn't flush and the toilet smelled like pee, so we cleaned it using all 3 available cleaning products - bleach crystals, pink duck and green duck - which of course created science. By the time Nelyx arrived, Rick and I were upstairs quietly watching The Olden Days, and one could not walk past the bathroom without smelling The Clean.
Dave and Robyn arrived and we reminisced about the cafe, contemplated where we would congregate in the future, etc, then went to get food which was epic, ending in parking at Macca's to go buy HJ's. This was JUSTIFIED!! I work at Macca's, therefore get free parking :D Then off to the DVM domes, why did Rick bring the air freshener? Much climbing, laughing at Robyn for wearing heels and a skirt, doing science with the pine fresh, arguing about double spoons, etc. Back home so Dave and Robyn could get some sleep, Rick, Rohan and I sat around talking for a bit before Steve and Elsie rang and we made them choose a movie (sorry, we don't have flight of the navigator), oh, well, I'm choosing Rocky Horror. They arrived part way through that. Best. Movie. Evar.
Rocky Horror ends, goodbye Rindsay Rohan, back to the DVM domes with Steve and Elsie. Geeking it up, some randoms arrive and we argue with them about the speed of light and gravity. They ask if we are nerds, why we have air freshener, if Elspeth and I are lovers, am I that macca's chick, how old are we, before my dear friends turn on me: The randoms try to pay us out about WoW "oh, no, we're not that kind of nerds, but SHE is!!" we argue amongst ourselves over our ages, apparently Steve is not 19, the drunk randoms are deterred, and our work there was done. Off to Macca's for food, Paulie calls my friends weird, simply because they are with me.
Back to my place for movies. "LIES" *blinks* Steve is holding Flight of the Navigator. Apparently we do own it. Watch FotN and discover that Elsie and I need to better synchronise our hi-fives. Sarah -"Fuck, it's light outside" Steve - "yes, it's like 5am" 5 mins later: Elsie - "shit!" what? *points outside* yes, slow.
People leave at around 5.45, I get to sleep 6.30ish, am woken up by family being loud at 9.30. Played WoW for most of the day.
Sunday = epic road trip!!! Theme song - Fear Factory version of Cars.
We are running late, so call Steve to tell them not to leave without us, only to discover that he is wearing either a pink g-string and leather boa, or a suit and tie-pants. It's kind of hard to tell over the phone. Arrive at Yatala with Rick's Adjustable PDA solution, eat macca's breakfast, buy a flake to show off to people at my store (which lasts about 3 mins), wait around for Rohan and Alisa who we eventually work out aren't coming, and decide we're going to stop at the border. And avoid Surfers' Paradise. We lose the group around Southport and end up stuck behind a learner driver in a gold Astra. Phone Curtis for help, Elspeth laughs at us, we tell her to focus on her driving. Unfortunately she is driving an RX8, not a Focus, so fail. 2 hours later, after driving through Surfers and blowing kisses to Steve at every red light, we arrive at Tweed. Hugs are exchanged, groynes admired, stuff thrown, and we're off to Nimbin.
Arrive in Nimbin after potential 6 or 7 car pile-up. Get offered drugs, eat foods, get offered drugs, buy ice-cream, make a Portal reference, get offered drugs, Beth and Pete will meet us in Byron Bay while we go to Lismore for wine and Ballina for Erin's friend. The camry and rx8 in front due to Tee's cap of 80, then we get stuck behind some other learner driver, lol. Didn't have the wine in Lismore, Elsie and I lead the procession to...the roundabout....no signs to Ballina, 3 cars circling the roundabout, people in the pub on the corner cheering, keep circling - still no signs to Ballina. Eventually someone turns off and we drive somewhere where Erin's friend is, which isn't Ballina. I think we were still in Lismore when we picked her up. Then to Coraki to pick up her suitcase.
From Coraki to Byron Bay the GPS took us on some fucked up least main roady as possible route. Slow down, We love our Children. (Slow Children, We Love out Downs?) Slow bloody down. Caution: Lizards on Road. Running out of petrol, Elsie probably could have used some of those cookies offered to us in Nimbin. Eventually make it to Bangalow, get petrol and chocolate, make jokes about Ivan Millat, help some guy with an overheated car, "Yep, that's definitely an engine." and off to Byron Bay.
Hog's Breath for dinner, much childishness occurred, Pete again asked why Rick and I are not together (is there anyone at the cafe who does not think that I am a) gay or b) married to Rick?), spider-pig was there, I was sleepy. Back to Brisbane, mush paying out of The Elsie for listening to old-fart-music on the way ("Eiffel 65? Who are they?"), wait for Steve, Tee and Curtis, eventally call them to find that they were watching Stargate, not just picking it up, off to the valley for gelati. Over-all a good day. Decide to do it every couple of months. Steve in charge of next one.
Yesterday Mum and I got kittens, named mine Cheezburger. Quite ropeable that while I was at work the kids decided to name mum's 'Pickles'. Completely ruins mine. Named Cheezburger because is supposed to remind me of Lolcats and AFK menu item and in-jokes, not Cheeseburger to remind me of work and Maccas and more work. Infuriating. Not looking forward to explaining to everyone forever that no, I did not name my pet after work, I named her after something entirely away from work. Fuckers.
On a slightly related note, I could go for some Pasta Pancakes and Jolt.
Well it's been an interesting couple of weeks. I think I'll just leave the closure of the cafe, except to say that a week ago (around the time of my last post) I could have written a bloody essay with all the things that I wanted to say, and now I either don't care, or don't know where to start, or just plain couldn't be bothered. Maybe I'll post a private entry at some stage.
The weekend was rather epic, the kind that gives you mondayitis even though you don't start work until 3pm (not the hang-over version, the one where you don't really want it to end). Friday arvo began with Rick and I sweeping the house before people came over for shenanigans. As you can imagine, shenanigans started before other people arrived, and before we'd finished cleaning up. Rick learnt the very important lesson that if you secure a hair-dryer and a curling iron to your head with a belt, then plug in the hair-dryer and turn it on, you will burn your hair. Sweep-tennis proved a little safer, it basically involved Rick sweeping a pile of rubbish towards me, then me sweeping it back. Repeatedly.
Then came the science in the toilet. Dustman and Crush (dustpan and brush superheroes) were too tired to go all the way to the bin, so we just tipped the rubbish into the toilet. Unfortunately it wouldn't flush and the toilet smelled like pee, so we cleaned it using all 3 available cleaning products - bleach crystals, pink duck and green duck - which of course created science. By the time Nelyx arrived, Rick and I were upstairs quietly watching The Olden Days, and one could not walk past the bathroom without smelling The Clean.
Dave and Robyn arrived and we reminisced about the cafe, contemplated where we would congregate in the future, etc, then went to get food which was epic, ending in parking at Macca's to go buy HJ's. This was JUSTIFIED!! I work at Macca's, therefore get free parking :D Then off to the DVM domes, why did Rick bring the air freshener? Much climbing, laughing at Robyn for wearing heels and a skirt, doing science with the pine fresh, arguing about double spoons, etc. Back home so Dave and Robyn could get some sleep, Rick, Rohan and I sat around talking for a bit before Steve and Elsie rang and we made them choose a movie (sorry, we don't have flight of the navigator), oh, well, I'm choosing Rocky Horror. They arrived part way through that. Best. Movie. Evar.
Rocky Horror ends, goodbye Rindsay Rohan, back to the DVM domes with Steve and Elsie. Geeking it up, some randoms arrive and we argue with them about the speed of light and gravity. They ask if we are nerds, why we have air freshener, if Elspeth and I are lovers, am I that macca's chick, how old are we, before my dear friends turn on me: The randoms try to pay us out about WoW "oh, no, we're not that kind of nerds, but SHE is!!" we argue amongst ourselves over our ages, apparently Steve is not 19, the drunk randoms are deterred, and our work there was done. Off to Macca's for food, Paulie calls my friends weird, simply because they are with me.
Back to my place for movies. "LIES" *blinks* Steve is holding Flight of the Navigator. Apparently we do own it. Watch FotN and discover that Elsie and I need to better synchronise our hi-fives. Sarah -"Fuck, it's light outside" Steve - "yes, it's like 5am" 5 mins later: Elsie - "shit!" what? *points outside* yes, slow.
People leave at around 5.45, I get to sleep 6.30ish, am woken up by family being loud at 9.30. Played WoW for most of the day.
Sunday = epic road trip!!! Theme song - Fear Factory version of Cars.
We are running late, so call Steve to tell them not to leave without us, only to discover that he is wearing either a pink g-string and leather boa, or a suit and tie-pants. It's kind of hard to tell over the phone. Arrive at Yatala with Rick's Adjustable PDA solution, eat macca's breakfast, buy a flake to show off to people at my store (which lasts about 3 mins), wait around for Rohan and Alisa who we eventually work out aren't coming, and decide we're going to stop at the border. And avoid Surfers' Paradise. We lose the group around Southport and end up stuck behind a learner driver in a gold Astra. Phone Curtis for help, Elspeth laughs at us, we tell her to focus on her driving. Unfortunately she is driving an RX8, not a Focus, so fail. 2 hours later, after driving through Surfers and blowing kisses to Steve at every red light, we arrive at Tweed. Hugs are exchanged, groynes admired, stuff thrown, and we're off to Nimbin.
Arrive in Nimbin after potential 6 or 7 car pile-up. Get offered drugs, eat foods, get offered drugs, buy ice-cream, make a Portal reference, get offered drugs, Beth and Pete will meet us in Byron Bay while we go to Lismore for wine and Ballina for Erin's friend. The camry and rx8 in front due to Tee's cap of 80, then we get stuck behind some other learner driver, lol. Didn't have the wine in Lismore, Elsie and I lead the procession to...the roundabout....no signs to Ballina, 3 cars circling the roundabout, people in the pub on the corner cheering, keep circling - still no signs to Ballina. Eventually someone turns off and we drive somewhere where Erin's friend is, which isn't Ballina. I think we were still in Lismore when we picked her up. Then to Coraki to pick up her suitcase.
From Coraki to Byron Bay the GPS took us on some fucked up least main roady as possible route. Slow down, We love our Children. (Slow Children, We Love out Downs?) Slow bloody down. Caution: Lizards on Road. Running out of petrol, Elsie probably could have used some of those cookies offered to us in Nimbin. Eventually make it to Bangalow, get petrol and chocolate, make jokes about Ivan Millat, help some guy with an overheated car, "Yep, that's definitely an engine." and off to Byron Bay.
Hog's Breath for dinner, much childishness occurred, Pete again asked why Rick and I are not together (is there anyone at the cafe who does not think that I am a) gay or b) married to Rick?), spider-pig was there, I was sleepy. Back to Brisbane, mush paying out of The Elsie for listening to old-fart-music on the way ("Eiffel 65? Who are they?"), wait for Steve, Tee and Curtis, eventally call them to find that they were watching Stargate, not just picking it up, off to the valley for gelati. Over-all a good day. Decide to do it every couple of months. Steve in charge of next one.
Yesterday Mum and I got kittens, named mine Cheezburger. Quite ropeable that while I was at work the kids decided to name mum's 'Pickles'. Completely ruins mine. Named Cheezburger because is supposed to remind me of Lolcats and AFK menu item and in-jokes, not Cheeseburger to remind me of work and Maccas and more work. Infuriating. Not looking forward to explaining to everyone forever that no, I did not name my pet after work, I named her after something entirely away from work. Fuckers.
On a slightly related note, I could go for some Pasta Pancakes and Jolt.