rockyboulders

this weekend was kinda fun considering christmas island is the most boring place on the planet. a local band played crap commercial covers to about 150 blind drunk construction dickheads and locals at the pub (what passes for a big nite up here - scary i know!). i spent the nite drinking straight chivas regal. the only taxi on the island broke down in the carpark too and when the cops found out they set up just down the street all nite to catch out drunk drivers. i was drunk and riding my trail bike so i was doubley fucked.

at the end of the gig everyone was heading to a friends house for more drunken and doped up debauchery. so the cops were pulling everyone over coming out of the pub and instead of stopping, i turned my lights off, gave it throttle and flew straight past them. when i get drunk i don't think things thru sometimes. i looked over my shoulder and saw both of them climbing into their (slow) 4WD, leaving the column of cars waiting to be booked and attempting pursuit. they never stood a chance. unfortunately it's a small place and i'm still waiting for the knock on the door. good thing they can't prove it was me riding, huh?

anyway i eventually made it to the party and every one was stoked coz, while the cops followed me, they all got away with driving drunk (up here it's an institution). needless to say there were a few free drinks/cones for me that night. the girl i mentioned in my oct 19 journal was at the party but i wasn't giving her much attention coz someone had bet me $20 on a chess game (i'm a bit of a chess shark - i know what you're thinking - dork!) and i was preoccupied. so she interrupts the game to make a big deal about going home with some random construction worker and gives me this "fuck you" look on the way out. since when am i supposed to give a rats arse about who the hell you take home?!?

so that nite i came home late (alone), ate a few rohypnol, and smoked half a joint while i watched a blink 182 marathon on rage. now, while i always suspected that i hated blink 182, it wasn't until i was so wasted that i couldn't be fucked changing the channel and hence sat thru 45 mins of their music (term used loosely) that i was finally able to prove it.

in unrelated news, never watch a movie starring ice cube called "are we there yet?". i should have followed my gut and turned it off when, on the dvd title screen, ice cube stands there with this stupid look on his face pointing at the play button. thanks for the help cube. if it hadn't been for you i'd still be there working out how to start the dvd. like fuck. just over an hour of my life i'll never get back.

clockworkcrow has tagged me, so next entry expect 20 random facts. i'm sure you're all waiting with bated breath for that, right boys and girls? happy halloween.