NO, I didnt have a safe trip to Oz, I nearly died!!
1:First of all I had to fly to Brisbane in a 737 squished up next to a pair of overeaters who wanted to eat my cheese. MY cheese!! ...oh umm yea fine, have my cheese you greedy jerks, because then I get to enjoy the unadulterated delisciousness of 3 dry crackers all on their own!! oh ..hang on a second ....NO!! what you can have is the empty plastic wrapping you greedy fat-jokes, eat it and choke.
2:Second of all I had a three hour wait at the boringest airport in the southern hemisphere, which was delayed a further hour making it a FOUR hour wait at the boringest airport in the southern hemisphere
3:Thirdly of all, by the time I finally got on the plane, I was looking forward to falling asleep, just falling asleep, but NO!! Chaterbox McCorkindale wanted to know everything about everything.
"GET FUCKED" I politely shouted, "I should like to get some sleep now!", but NO!!. No sleep for me, I was over-tired and just couldnt settle-in. So I spent the whole 5 hour flight NOT sleeping, couldnt get comfortable, leg was all nervy and twitchy, and I was just plain fucked off.
Oh yea and on top of that the movie was Rocky Balboa ...and yes, it is just as stink as every other Rocky movie
But now Im here, its ok. Iv stayed up drinking through the entire night twice. Had long drunken conversations with small groups of people. Almost started a riot when I somehow got through to the final round of the pool competition. Some members of the crowd jeered at me while I screwed with the other guys psychological game
..I thought some of the things I said about his sisters vagina were very flattering, so Im not sure what the all the fuss was about.
Ate meat on Easter friday, much to the chagrin of the large drunken Irish Catholic contingent
..ended up telling them that Catholisism was rubbish, Its purpose is to seperate man from God in order to maintain a chokehold of power over its believers, its followers are stupid enough to believe that the church owns their lives, its not even real Christianity, it markets fear and powerlessness to the fearful and powerless and i didnt know what the fuss has been about in Ireland for all these years. Got punched in the lip. We all made friends later.
Anyway Im in Manjimup again now, had a blazing first 4 days with Benjamin5 and Jay. No ordinary bender, we bent it like Beckham. When we finally came to, we had to be re-introduced to everybody we had met over the previous 4 days. Everything was ok in the end. Must have hard-core belly laughed for around 69hours during that time.
Off to the forest again on Sunday, 6 months in our own house in Mt Barker, sweet.
Monday, 23 April 2007
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