Air conditioner is working today. Huz-fucking-zah! Slept sheetless with a little fan on me last night. Times like that I contemplate sleeping on the floor in between music equipment in my music room just for the temperature.
So that massive cloud covering Australia bore down on Townsville today, sharing with us a little of what Katherine in the Northern Territory was like yesterday. When I woke up Todd sent me an sms asking if he could pick up his bass. Side note to this: a little bit mad! Brett was with him, and obviously Todd and Brett would be jamming. Brett doesn't want to be in our band, but Todd will still jam with him! Moving on. I told him he could pick it up if he didn't mind getting it wet, because all I knew was that it was raining.
When they got here Todd said he had to park in the drive way because our street was submerged. I figured it was a bit of an exaggeration because I'd been inside sleeping and the rain didn't sound that heavy. Then Daniel came downstairs and said that our street was a lake. And it was! This guy was walking down the road with water up to his knees. We live in the lowest part of the street so it all drains down to us. I was excited when a truck came down the street because I thought it would make some waves. Anti-climax. And my neighbours were out looking for their cat which usually lives under my parked car. I was thinking I wouldn't be going to work tonight because I would either be bogged, or as soon as I backed out I would get water in my exhaust and my car would die. 10 minutes later it had all drained away. I was quite impressed.
But today was a pretty busy day for trying to drive to work. With the rain it was already hectic. People tend to not drive any more careful in the rain than they would when the road is dry and visibility is good. I happen to usually always start work at the same time everyone else is finishing and going home, so the traffic was pretty bad. You have to rely on someone letting you in and usually they do. I was all primed to let someone in myself today but no one needed to.
Then when I got to work - total chaos! Everyone was getting movies before the football. I expected a slow night, and for the most part it was because 25,000 people were a kilometer down the road watching football in the rain. We got a little bit of a rush after the game but mostly it was loiterers. I hate it when people come in 5 minutes before close and take 10 minutes and don't even end up getting a movie.
Oh and I had to deal with those little fucker kids again. This time, the little one stole something! I was tidying but happened to come up the front at the right time to see that he was trying to open a till while Hayden was getting a game from the drawer. He had a movie in his hand and then I lost sight of the movie. He went through the doorway and the security beeper went off and his brother, or whoever the other kid is, told him to get the shit out of his pockets. Chocolates! So I retrieved the movie, but as he didn't beep again when he went back through the gate it didn't seem like he still had the movie. He did. I told him not to come back but I'm sure he will.
I hope he doesn't think I wont kick his ass just because he's 10.
I'm surprisingly upbeat. Nothing particularly good has happend, I'm just making a bit more of a concious effort to be happier rather than take the worst possible thing out of every situation.
Tomorrow has the possibility to be a good and busy day. Bandfest is on, which I thought I would check out during the day, but alas it is from 5-10 and will infringe on other possible plans. Tara asked me to come to a party with her, but as she will be the only person there I will know and she will no doubt be social towards the other party goers, and I will be my usual shy introverted sober self. I'm thinking I will go, to hang out with her for a little bit, because she's someone I've always wanted to be better friends with but have never had the chance. And I will try and get a lot of drinks in to me pretty fast so I can lighten up a little bit and talk to people I don't know. Then, if Michael's up for it, I'd like to go in to town and hang out with my Exchange family. I love that place. All the cool people and the musicians and the types of girls that I like. I sort of don't like my chances of going out though.
Two Saturday's after tomorrow I am double booked and am torn. Rebecca's birthday is the 23rd and so she's having some sort of shindig on the 22nd. It's something that I'm pretty much obliged to go to. But today we got our invitation to my cousin's engagement party, which is on the same night. I knew about the engagement and was aware that there would be a party in the coming future, but did not know what date. I would like to see both but am doubtful.
Oh, and I've been immortilised in stick figure form in Sarah's "Saracles" comic as the name I came up with, Matt-choo, the guy who sneezes a lot. I don't actually sneeze a lot but... it's fiction. Shut up!
Well.. I have to go to the toilet now.
So that massive cloud covering Australia bore down on Townsville today, sharing with us a little of what Katherine in the Northern Territory was like yesterday. When I woke up Todd sent me an sms asking if he could pick up his bass. Side note to this: a little bit mad! Brett was with him, and obviously Todd and Brett would be jamming. Brett doesn't want to be in our band, but Todd will still jam with him! Moving on. I told him he could pick it up if he didn't mind getting it wet, because all I knew was that it was raining.
When they got here Todd said he had to park in the drive way because our street was submerged. I figured it was a bit of an exaggeration because I'd been inside sleeping and the rain didn't sound that heavy. Then Daniel came downstairs and said that our street was a lake. And it was! This guy was walking down the road with water up to his knees. We live in the lowest part of the street so it all drains down to us. I was excited when a truck came down the street because I thought it would make some waves. Anti-climax. And my neighbours were out looking for their cat which usually lives under my parked car. I was thinking I wouldn't be going to work tonight because I would either be bogged, or as soon as I backed out I would get water in my exhaust and my car would die. 10 minutes later it had all drained away. I was quite impressed.
But today was a pretty busy day for trying to drive to work. With the rain it was already hectic. People tend to not drive any more careful in the rain than they would when the road is dry and visibility is good. I happen to usually always start work at the same time everyone else is finishing and going home, so the traffic was pretty bad. You have to rely on someone letting you in and usually they do. I was all primed to let someone in myself today but no one needed to.
Then when I got to work - total chaos! Everyone was getting movies before the football. I expected a slow night, and for the most part it was because 25,000 people were a kilometer down the road watching football in the rain. We got a little bit of a rush after the game but mostly it was loiterers. I hate it when people come in 5 minutes before close and take 10 minutes and don't even end up getting a movie.
Oh and I had to deal with those little fucker kids again. This time, the little one stole something! I was tidying but happened to come up the front at the right time to see that he was trying to open a till while Hayden was getting a game from the drawer. He had a movie in his hand and then I lost sight of the movie. He went through the doorway and the security beeper went off and his brother, or whoever the other kid is, told him to get the shit out of his pockets. Chocolates! So I retrieved the movie, but as he didn't beep again when he went back through the gate it didn't seem like he still had the movie. He did. I told him not to come back but I'm sure he will.
I hope he doesn't think I wont kick his ass just because he's 10.
I'm surprisingly upbeat. Nothing particularly good has happend, I'm just making a bit more of a concious effort to be happier rather than take the worst possible thing out of every situation.
Tomorrow has the possibility to be a good and busy day. Bandfest is on, which I thought I would check out during the day, but alas it is from 5-10 and will infringe on other possible plans. Tara asked me to come to a party with her, but as she will be the only person there I will know and she will no doubt be social towards the other party goers, and I will be my usual shy introverted sober self. I'm thinking I will go, to hang out with her for a little bit, because she's someone I've always wanted to be better friends with but have never had the chance. And I will try and get a lot of drinks in to me pretty fast so I can lighten up a little bit and talk to people I don't know. Then, if Michael's up for it, I'd like to go in to town and hang out with my Exchange family. I love that place. All the cool people and the musicians and the types of girls that I like. I sort of don't like my chances of going out though.
Two Saturday's after tomorrow I am double booked and am torn. Rebecca's birthday is the 23rd and so she's having some sort of shindig on the 22nd. It's something that I'm pretty much obliged to go to. But today we got our invitation to my cousin's engagement party, which is on the same night. I knew about the engagement and was aware that there would be a party in the coming future, but did not know what date. I would like to see both but am doubtful.
Oh, and I've been immortilised in stick figure form in Sarah's "Saracles" comic as the name I came up with, Matt-choo, the guy who sneezes a lot. I don't actually sneeze a lot but... it's fiction. Shut up!
Well.. I have to go to the toilet now.