I went to bed last night, watching a documentary about helicopters, I fell asleep some of the way through it, woke up again, it was still going, it was after 1am.

I paused it, and hit the button on the tivo remote that turns off the tv and the receiver. I love that functionality, it's no wonder the tivo remote won design awards.

Anyway, I went to sleep.

I woke up again about 9.30am, got up, relieved myself. I thought about staying up, but I felt a bit tired still, went back to bed, fell sleep again, for another hour or so.

I woke up again, 10 something am, put the tv on, rewound the documentary, and watched it again.

I put something else on after that, an episode of King of the Hill I think it was, watched some of that, then decided I was hungry.

I got up, made a bowl of Nutragrain and fruit juice (didn't feel like milk this morning) ate that, while watching King of the Hill. I was still hungry, so I had another bowl.

I went through all my email, and sorted it out.

I watched a couple more things on the tv, and mucked about with the guitar a bit.

About 12.45pm, I got a call, my mate wanted to know if I wanted to go get some lunch, I said that was fine, that I'd just have a shower and get ready, and head over to our mate's place, who lives in Gosford.

I had a shower, got ready, grabbed my stuff, and took off just before 1pm, I hoped to be there about 1.05pm, I got there about then.

I went in, my mate was doing something for work, I chatted to him for a couple of minutes, let him continue with his work.

About 15 minutes later, my mate who called me turned up.

We stood around and chatted for a while, while our mate jumped in the shower and got ready.

He got out, and my other mate told us how another guy we see every now and then had called him, and said "he hoped we weren't busy tonight, because he's having a cocktail party", my mate had told him that he was too late, thet we were busy, going to a party, and he'd got the third degree about that.

"who's party?" "where's it at?" "who's going?" etc. He said he'd talk to him later, because he was driving (on his way to our mate's place).

There was a catalog for Macron Music my mate had from Christmas, I had a look through it, and then took it with me.

We all jumped in my mate's car, and went out to Erina Fair.

We went in, went and got something to eat for lunch.

I got a couple of pieces of pizza, my other mate got a kebab, and my other mate went and got a hamburger.

I finished my pizza, and my other mate finished his kebab, the other guy was about 1/3rd the way through his burger, I wanted a drink.

I went to the fruit juice place, and ordered a "regular" "Fresh Start" drink, which was carrot, orange, wheatgrass, ginger, and celery.

The regular was like a large from any fast food place.

The chick made it all up, but she'd made far too much, the large could only hold about 2/3 of what she made, so she pored the rest into a small size cup (a regular fast food cup) and gave me that as well.

I headed back to the table, but found it empty, and no rubbish left, geez that was fast, my mate finished his burger, they stood up, and someone came and cleaned the table.

I was going to ring them, to find out where they went, but both hands were full, with a cup in each hand.

I wandered over to the CD shop near the food area, to see if they were in there, they weren't. I looked for somewhere to put a drink down, so I'd have a free hand to use my mobile and call them, but they had sale table set up everywhere, there was no where I could put a drink down.

I started drinking the regular drink, and when I finished it, I threw the cup away, and had a free hand. I tried getting my mobile off my belt, it was stuck, the clip got bent a few days ago, and now it's almost impossible to get off my belt.

I found a place to put the other drink down, and with both hands, managed to get my phone off my belt.

I called my mate who called me earlier, no answer. I called my other mate, who's place we'd gone fron, he answered. I aksed where they where, my mate told me that they were still sitting at the table, and I wandered straight past, and they'd been calling me, bust I jst kept going, as if I was in a daze. I said I'd be back in a minute, and hung up.

I walked back to the food area, they were still sitting right there, where we had been the whole time, I'd been looking at the wrong table, duh.

I went and sat back down, and explained that I'd thought they'd gone to the CD shop, I had my hands full and couldn't call etc.

We sat there for a couple more minutes, and then got up.

We walked towards JB HiFi, on the way across there, I saw one of the guys from the hair dressers I usually go to, outside having a smoke, I stopped and spoke to him for a couple of minutes, and then I continued on my way, catching up to my mate's who'd gone ahead.

We went into JB HiFi, had a good look around, we were in there for at least 1/2 hour.

I thought about buying the first season of "The Family Guy" on dvd, it was only 20 bucks, for like 5 hours of stuff, but I decided against it, I buy these dvds, and never watch them.

I saw Kill Bill on sale for $20, but it was volume 2, if they had vol 1, I would have bought both. I went right around, looking for vol 1, but didn't see it anywhere. I didn't end up buying anything in there, my mate bought something.

We left, walked all the way back to the car.

My mate asked if I wanted to look in Macron Music at guitar amps on the way home, I said that would be cool. We went down the road, parked again, and went into Macron Music.

We started browsing about, my mate grabbing guitars up, and mucking around on them (though playing properly) ignoring the million signs saying "please get assistance before playing any instrument).

We were looking at the keyboards, when the sales guy came over, "can I help you with anything?" etc.

I said we were just browsing at the moment, but would be looking at guitar amps in a minute, my mate then piped in with "bass amps", and the guy said "guitar amps, or bass amps, or both?" and I said "bass amps".

He said to ask him when we were ready to look, and he'd go through them. My mate said "they're in here aren't they?" motioning to the room behind us, and he said yeah.

We went in, to have a browse, and the guy came in, he started the sales speil, wanted to know what I was after etc, we went through it, he pointed out a couple of different amps, a practice amp, a 30 watt roland amp ($350), a 100 watt fender amp ($800), and a bigger nemesis amp (not sure of the wattage on that, could have been 150 or 200 watt, about $1200).

We chatted for a bit, and then he grabbed a guitar off the rack, plugged it into the roland amp, and let me muck around a bit, and went out and closed the door.

I had a good bit of a thrash, it sounded ok. My mate was fiddling with the effects on it, and made it sound alright.

The guy stuck his head back in, I said I was still looking, and then he said he'd leave us alone again.

My mate plugged the guitar into the fender amp, and I had a play on that while he fiddled with the settings, it sounded a ton better. I thrashed on that for a bit, it was cool, I liked that.

We plugged into the bigger amp after that, the nemesis, and I played a bit on that, I thought it was far too loud for the stuff that we do, it was just going to blow everything else away. While I was playing it, the whole room was buzzing, glass was rattling, I thought it was too loud.

We plugged back into the Fender again, and I had another play on that, the guy stuck his head in again. I said I'd tried the Nemesis, but that I thought it was too loud, and they all laughed, I didn't find it very funny, why spend $1200 on an amp, and then have to set it to 1 because it's going to blow everything else away? pointless.

I had another thrash on the Fender, the guy went away again, we played a bit more, I was liking it. We didn't even bother with the practice amp, or a 50 watt the guy had mentioned. I was liking the Fender, it was groovy, and made my playing sound not so bad.

They guy stuck his head in again, and asked if I wanted it, I said I was thinking I did.

He came in, and told us how this one lit up when you played really hard. He had a look, then realised it was the 200 that does that, not the 100, it's got neon tubes in it or something. I said I'd have the 200 for the price of the 100 if he wanted, but he didn't really even laugh at that.

I asked if they had another one in stock, I didn't really want the display one that everyone's been thrashing on, he said they don't have another one, but he'll discount it, and this one's only been there for a week and a half. Whatever. We've been mucking around on it, and I know this one works, so that's fine, and he said he'd do it for $700, sounds like a deal.

I said I'd have it. We went out, and he dragged it out to the counter. My mate asked about a microphone he wanted, the guy said he'd look.

We looked at the drum kits for a minute, while he went to find the manual and a cord. He came back, and then found the microphone my mate wanted, $210 or something he said he'd do it for. Geez, for a microphone.

I spoke to him, and started sorting out paying for the amp, he started making jokes about my name, I got a little bit annoyed, but just let it pass, while he was running my card through the machine, he said he'd behave , and I said he better, or I'd change my mind, and he'd have to drag the amp back in the room. He shutup afetr that.

I finished paying for it, all done, my mate said he'd wait on the microphone, the guy asked if he wanted us to hold it, since they only had one, I said to just hold it until next Saturday, so he said that was fine.

We left, I dragged the amp out to the car, and put it in the back seat.

We drove back to my mate's place. On the way there, a car came up beside us, and all the people in it started shouting at us, it scared the shit out of me, it turned out it was people my mate's work with at Target.

We got back to his place (the other went a different way at a roundabout before we got there), and then I dragged the amp inside.

Our other mate (who called me earlier) went home to get ready of the party later, he said to be at his place at 7pm.

My mate got his guitar and amp out, and pedals, and started playing. I was spewing, I wanted to play my guitar with the new amp, but I hadn't brought it.

It was just a bit after 5pm now, I really wanted to play. It was still really overcast outside, but hadn't rained. I decided to go home and get my guitar.

I grabbed my stuff, went out, and was just going out of my mate's driveway when I heard him shouting. I stopped, braking a bit hard, and the back wheel slipped on some loose gravel and sand, that was pretty cool.

My mate came running out, and asked me to print out the tab for Led Zep's "Sick Again", I said I'd try.

I took off, and headed for home. On the way there, some car coming the other way was flashing it's lights and beeping it's horn at me, I didn't recognise the driver. I was going a bit quick, so I slowed down, in case there were cops somewhere.

I had a look, and I noticed the front fender of my bike, that the metal is tearing a bit on, was wobbling all over the place. I really need to get it welded, maybe they were going on about that.

I rode home. Dad was in the driveway cleaning the car, so I couldn't park properly, I just parked on the street.

I came inside, started grabbing the guitar and stuff. I used VNC to connect to my parent's pc, since they've got the printer attached to it, to share it, so I could print the tab.

Mum was using the machine, looking up classifed ads about Mazda bubble cars, so I gave up, and just grabbed the guitar and left.

I was going back to get on my bike, when some kid came wandering up the street, selling chocolates, I said gday to him, he said hello, but then ignored me, and went to speAk to Dad who was hanging out of the car vacuuming it.

I don't know if he bought a chocolate bar or not, I just went about getting on my bike, putting the guitar on my back, and then as I took off, he was coming back down the driveway.

If he'd spoken to me, I probably would have bought a chocolate bar, because I had several dollars in loose change in my pocket, and I hate loose change.

I took off, and rode back to my mate's place.

I went in, and setup the amp and guitar, and we started mucking around, I explained why I hadn't printed out the tab.

I looked at it on his pc, practiced, and then we had a bit of a jam in the loungeroom.

The new amp goes pretty loud, I had it on about 2, and it was pretty good.

We played for a while, my mate's Dad came home, and said we were alright.

We played until almost 6.30pm, when my mate said we had to leave, to go to our other mate's, to get to the party.

He got ready, I just sat around for a few minutes.

It turns out a guy was coming to pick us up, we just had to wait.

I thought about riding it, and not drinking, but it looked like it was going to rain, and I didn't want to get stuck in the middle of nowhere, on unfamiliar roads, with it raining, so I decided to go in the car, and then I can drink if I want.

He turned up at about 6.45pm. We jumped in the car, and he asked what the quickest way to The Entrance was, because he had to pick someone up there, geez, it's going to take hours to get to the party.

We took off, went back through Erina to get to The Entrance, stopped in near the music shop, since there's a bottle shop next door.

I bought a 6 pack of Bundy rum and coke, figured I might as well drink, since I wasn't going to be getting back for ages. It was $17, I had $20 in my wallet, paid.

My mate bought a 6 pack of beers, and a couple of cans of Beam and Coke, the driver just bought a Coke, then we left.

We went out to The Entrance, picked up some chick at her place, then we kept going, went to Wyong, and picked up my mate who we'd been with earlier.

We left there, and went to the party, we got there at about 6.40pm.

We went in, I had drank a couple of cans, then I got shocking indigestion, ugh, this is why I stopped drinking.

I went and got some food, that helped. I felt a bit better afetr that, so I had another can, and then another.

They'd hired a jukebox, and it had karioke function too, there was a bunch of guys hanging around that singing, so we just left it.

I had another can, and chatted to a couple of people.

It started raining a bit, so we went inside the garage where the jukebox was etc.

A while later, they brought the cake out, and we sang Happy Birthday, and then there were a couple of short speeches.

We had a good go singing karioke after that, and then I had another can (the 6th, last) while we sang a bit more.

We ended up hanging around for quite a while longer, had another sing on the jukebox.

A couple of kids where there, mucking around in the pool, one of them asked me to throw him in, so I mucked around with him for a while, he kept diving in and splashing me.

We sang on the jukebox a bit more, the guy who drove us out there wasn't drinking, and some chicks had asked him to drive them to some other party, so he took off and did that.

We waited around for him to come back, I saw him there again about 1/2 hour later.

My mate and I decided we should think about going soon, but we thought the guy who'd given us a lift had taken off, leaving us there, I said we should look for his car, we wandered out, and he was sitting in his car out the front, with the chick he'd picked up sprawled in the back seat.

We said we were glad he'd come back, and he said he wanted to go soon. I said I'd get our other mate, and then we could go.

The chick asked me to get her bag of drinks from inside.

I went back inside, to get my mate, and the bag of drinks, did that, started heading out, and some woman asked me to go back and get her bag, so I did that, then we all came out, and got in the car, and left. It was about 12.40am.

My mate got dropped back at his place at Wyong, and then the driver dropped my mate and I back at his place in Gosford, we got back there about 1.15am.

My mate was talking about going into the Leagues Club, but I said I wasn't interested, he went on at me for a couple of minutes, and I said there was no way he was going to get in there, his shirt was all disheveled, and his hair was a bit of a mess, I said they'd just tell him he was pissed, and to go home, I couldn't be bothered, I was tired and wanted to go home.

I grabbed my stuff, took off, and rode home carefully, because the roads were all wet.

I got home, a bit before 1.30am.

I've just sat and written this blog, and now it's nearly 2.45am. I'm going to bed.

Oh, one last thing, why is blogger so slow? it's painful.