Thursday, January 25, 2007

 

H to the Izzo, V to the Izzay

Wtf? Stupid Ebonics.

Get up,
Get on up,
Get up
Get on up,
And DANCE!

Just finished my 40th hour of work in 3 days. Appart from the sore back, arms, legs, shins and feet, plus the bloodshot eyes and scorching sunburn, i feel pretty bloody good considering.

Monday i had off, tuesday we put up... i cant even remember. Yesterday and today were spent at the Myer music bowl or the Alexandra gardens, right behind the bowl.

We have something like 250m of 6m tents and its all been used, 100m of 8m and its all used, 50m of 10m and its gone, and 30m of 15m and its half used. Thats almost a million, prolly is over a million worth of tent and its all out somewhere.

We have something like 1700 chairs and 350 tables and theyre all out. The factory looks empty, its so good, except for the fact that its gotta come back in.

Tomorrow i start at 10, if its like last year ill finish about 1am-ish. So 14-15 hours at the bowl and the gardens. Then saturday its pull out of the bowl again and different gardens, and put in at all the delphin sites around the town.

So much work... so much pay :> Good too cause i need all i can get my fingers on atm.

I got my head put on, First gear is a doozy, spins wheels on take off pretty well, but then the ecu realises theres something odd and doesnt keep it up. So when i get the ecu itll be all on, i hope, plus atm, its making horrid clicking noises, i know why, but thats gonna cost more to rid myself of.

Birthday soon, whoopdee doo... nothing to celebrate, depends on my mood as it draws nearer as to if ill do anything at all for it. Prolly not.

Stupid working lots, gives you an excuse to pretend you have a valid reason for sinking piss.

Ive prolly sunk 1 bottle and 8 cans since Sat night, and i have more :> 12 cans for $25 or a slab for $50 at BWS, so ima crack one riiiiight.... Now. Ptchssss.

I decided the other day id try to be less of a sour shit, its not working, i keep forgetting to not be a prick. But when i do remember i succeed. sorta. Jim was abusing some asian the other day and i didnt say a word. I thought i did well since the bloke nearly got hit by a forklift and a moving truck.

The Black fella at work nearly blew me and the pressure washer up today.

The Fuel pump is fucked so its not pumping fuel to heat the water up, but he didnt know so he turned the hot water on, and with no diesel it ran dry, which caused a crapload of black smoke to come out, i had to run from the other side of the factory to turn it off, at which point a 1 foot flame came out of the exhaust of the washer and then it proceeded to burn off the excess diesel at will. If it was petrol it woulda made a big booooooom motherfuckers!

Is everyone on the planet uptight or am i just too relaxed.

Seems lately everyone is so pedantic about everything, at work. Where i put 1 strap over something to hold it, theyll put 2, where i leave things unstrapped, theyll put one on, if i say 6 bricks, theyll say 8.

Everyone seems to be so tight about things, theyve all turned into mini marcus's, best isnt good enough lately.

On another boner inspiring note, for me anyway, today in town i saw a Lamborghini Gallardo, and a V10 BMW drag at a set of lights. I Soiled myself front and back at the same time. It was the coolest thing ever, $600,000-$700,000 worth of car being used the way it was meant to be.

Actually seen a few nice cars lately, apparently rich people are spending their money now.

Seen 2 or 3 top end jags and maserati's, 3 Ferarris, 2 lambo gallardo, bucketload of porsche, and everything else you can think of that id like.

Thatll do, im goin.

Saturday, January 13, 2007

 

Least the blog isnt ugly.

I have found myself at a point, a point where i want to retract a post, all or half or whatever i feel like. But i wont.

For once in my life, im not going to be a hypocrite, and im going to leave it all there.

I want it gone tho, all of it, shouldnt have been said.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

 

The Next Chapter.

Fitting i thought.

Well, in reference to my last post, things aint got any better as yall know, they got worse, Much worse.

I got abused yesterday, and i dont think it was warranted.

It was by erin, ofcourse, because she was asking ben who he actually took home from the pub that night. Apparently some misinformed moron, has been telling her ben didnt take heather or jason home, which makes me a liar. That is infact fucking bullshit, there was 6 people in the car, and ben took them all to their respective homes. So Mr or Mrs misinformation, whoever you are, Stfu and stop talking shit unless you know for sure the shit you are speaking is true.

This wasnt going to be an abusive post, but that gave me the shits.

I also hear its going around the traps that nat and i have had sex, whoever the fuck started that better take out life insurance. Starting shit like that is just fucking dumb.

I HAVE NOT HAD SEX WITH NAT.

Now fuck off.


Do you people honestly believe, both nat or i would do that kinda shit 4-5-6 days after breaking up, out of our respective 3 year (+\- Few months) Relationships. Is that what youve come to think/expect of me? That saddens me, probably not unexpected but still.

...

I was going to post something nicer, some things i wanted to get out, but now im just pissed off.



Goodbye my lover, Goodbye my friend. There will always be a space reserved in my heart for you, The memories we share and the good times we had, i wouldnt give em up for all the money in the world.

Im Sorry.




Monday, January 01, 2007

 

Story of my life.

FAT COP!!!

Howcome Whenever you seem to be going good, steady, and maybe even getting infront, life comes and stomps your balls, punches you in the face then shits down your throat.

Coming home from erins today, 200m from home i find myself passing a pig on a motorbike, (Yep, pigs can ride, apparently they can drive and fly too) Who i noticed staring at me on my way past him, the reason he was staring at me was because i wasnt wearing a seatbelt.

FUCK!!!! #&$@**@!!!!11!!#%^###@@

I didnt even realise till the cunt pulled me up.

So 15 hours and 30 odd minutes into the new year im again faced with another bullshit fine.

Thanks a fucking lot.

To make things worse, he was an observant pig, noticed i didnt have a wheel stud, so thanks to the no good wog cunts at the tyre factory i also have a defect notice to go with it.

Atleast this pig managed to get my fucking address right.

So say goodbye to another $145 dollars and 3 of my newly recovered demerit points.

Who wants to start a pot on when i loose my licence again? Go by month, with extra points if you can spot the day. Speaking of losing licence, if i took the 1 point for a year bullshit option, id have no licence for 6 months now.

So, say goodbye ECU, goodbye cam gear, goodbye extractors.
Say Hello to, infringements office, oil leaks, fan shrouds, and everything else thats what i dont want to spend my money on.

Ive saved up for so long to get to the stage where i can afford a few things i want, and once again, as it always has been in my life, and my mums, as soon as you get close to being happy, something fucks up and dumps you back in the same shit hole youve been trying to climb out of for so long.

This is why i avoid getting my hopes up for anything.

To those who frowned at me when i said 2007's gonna suck as much as 2006, i told you so.

I rekon its time for a new job too. fuck you blogger....

Im not sick of tents, im sick of the job tho, sick of the people, sick of being the bitch, sick of the bullshit, sick of working shit hours, sick of cleaning. Had enough of being everyones little bitch, gareth and wayne i can handle, gareth just gets told to fuck off and he does, and you dont take anything wayne says to heart cause hes just an alcoholic drug abuser. As for everyone else, they can eat shit, im sick of being the youngest, im sick of not being listened to, like at fox, where i told them 4 times not to put the upright in before the roofs were put on cause it falls out, low and behold it fell out and broke another part of the tent. Then i got told to stfu when i told em id told em 4 times not to do it. Im sick of getting the shit jobs, i.e. cleaning chairs or fabric and im sick of the boss pretending he isnt a slimy little scumbag who'se ripping us off for all were worth, which seems to be nothing.

Dunno what the fuck else to do, i know i need to get the fuck off my arse and get the apprenticeship ive been on about for the past 18 months, but its like everything else i say im gonna do, thats all it is, lies.

Well, theres one, just sent resume to a company in blackburn, regarding sparky apprenticeship. Was posted in career one on 12/12/06 so hoping its still open. Doubt ill hear back tho.

Its all gone tits up again...


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