I woke up about 10am, got up about 10.30am.

I was just bumming around on the computer, watching a bit of tv, my phone rang.

It was my mate, the drummer, he wanted to know if I wanted to go over to our other mate's place to practice a bit.

I said I wasn't sure, since my fingers were so stuffed up, I didn't know if I'd be able to play today, I spoke to him for a minute, and then decided I'd go around there anyway.

He said he'd be here in about 1/2 hour, so I got off the phone, had a shower, and got dressed.

Just after that, Dad came in with a furniture catalog, asking if I wanted a set of shelves or an entertainment unit or something.

I looked at it for a minute, not really seeing anything in there. We did some measurements to work out the size of the tv, and other equipment.

He went out after that, a little while later my mate, the drummer, turned up.

He came in, I chatted to him for a bit. I realised I had to burn a CD, so I started doing that, and while I waited for that, I started packing up all the stuff I needed.

I didn't bother to pack in any soundcards, or the microphone or anything, I'm sick of mucking around with that stuff.

I still need to get the linux box working properly, I need to chain all the cards of one crystal, and because the microphone input on the cards is so poor, I still need to preamp the mics anyway, so I might as well just use 4 preamps, boost the mics to line level, use the line ins, instead of the mic ins, and then each card gives me two channels in instead of 1.

Anyway, I grabbed the stuff I did need, guitar, and cable, power cable for the amp etc (I don't know why I brought the amp home, it's just sat inside the front door all week).

I also grabbed the guitar pedal from my mate's Marshall stack that I replaced the switch in, on Thursday night.

Dad came in, and asked my mate to move his car, because he'd parked in or across the driveway, blocking the car, and they had to go to take my sister back to the airport or something.

He went and moved his car, and when he came back, the cd was nearly finished. I waited for that, grabbed it, and the stuff, went down and loaded the car, and we left.

We went around to my mate's place. When we got there, there was another car in the driveway, my mate who works for the abc was there.

Our mate's Dad let us in, saying there'd be no band practice today, since our mate had broken one of his guitar strings.

I went in to look, saw his guitar, he'd taken all the strings off it.

We bummed around there for a bit, and then decided to go and get some lunch (It was around 1pm I think), and my mate had to go and get some new strings anyway.

We went out, had a look at our mate (who works for abc)'s car, it was parked at the station when it hailed the other day. He's got quite a few dings in it.

We jumped in the cars, and headed out to Erina Fair to get some lunch.

We got lunch, I went and got a burger from KFC, ordered it with cheese, without mayonnaise. I got it, then couldn't find my mates. I sat down at an empty table, called my mate, they were sitting outside.

I went and found them, sat down, started eating. Great, not only is this burger cold, and squashed, it has no cheese (that I paid extra for) and disgusting mayonnaise all over it.

I couldn't be assed to go and complain, so I just ate it. Gross.

We sat and chatted for a while, and then we decided to go, we left our mate that works at abc out there, and the three of us went back to the car, left, and went to Macron music, where I bought my amp, so my mate could get some guitar strings.

We looked at the drum kits and stuff first, and while my mate was looking for strings, I looked at the guitar picks, I like the ring picks, but I don't think they'll work on a bass very well.

The guy who sold me my amp was there, but was busy, so I didn't speak to him at all. On the way in, my mates had been joking I should tell him that it wasn't loud enough, and that I wanted one that went to 11.

My mate got his strings, and then we lef, went back to the car, went back to my mate's place.

We went about installing the software I'd burned on the cd, while my mate put the news strings in his guitar.

We went out and played for a bit after that, I could only play for a little while, and then I had to stop, because my fingers were killing me, and I was getting a blood blister on my right index finger.

We finished up about 5pm, and then my mate asked if I wanted a lift home. I left my amp and bag and stuff there, just brought the guitar home, I might try practicing some stuff later.

I got a lift home, and then just sat around for a bit.

I couldn't play the guitar, it hurt too much.

There was no food, I couldn't be bothered to go and get any, and it looked like it was going to rain out there, it was just waiting for me to come out to go and get food before it starts, I'll bet.

I mucked around on the computer, and on the tivo a bit.

I started writing a script to run on the tivo, to shift all the channels to lineup with the strange configuration on my sat decoders, because the silly uec 910's have to have aurora's channels on there first, even though I have no vertical feed from the lnb.

About 9pm, my phone rang, it was a mate I haven't seen for ages, since about Christmas, the guy I used to work with, for his dad.

He said that apparently it was my birthday tomorrow, and I should go around there. Oh well, I'm not really doing anything here.

I said I'd been round in about 1/2 hour, I got off the phone. I had a shower, and got ready, and then I left.

I rode to his place, it had been raining.

I went in, had a couple of beers, my mate who I went to the computer fair with the other week was there, he'd taken his Bundy black with him, so I had some of that too.

He suggested getting some pizzas, so he called up, and we all ordered pizzas. My mate who works for the abc was there (he lives there), and he hadn't been drinking much, so he went to get the pizzas.

We sat around chatting, listening to music for a while, and then he came back with the pizzas, and we all hoed into pizza.

We sat around more after that, more drinks, chatting, music.

my mate I went to the fair with asked to borrow the motorbike jacket my other mate's got (since he never rides anymore), he'd taken all the padding out of it, and started putting it back in there.

There's a couple of big shoulder pads, and I joked he could put them inside his shirt, so he did, and it looked he'd been taking steroids, these huge shoulders.

Someone was in the kitchen, so he walked in there for them to see, and came back, holding a spray bottle of Mr Muscle. It was pretty funny, I nearly had an asthma attack laughing.

We just sat around talking and laughing for the next few hours, just before 2am, we decided to go to a club in Gosford.

We all piled into my mate's car (he hadn't had anything to drink for ages), and took off. We went to a service station on the way, they got smokes and stuff.

My mate got money out, and gave me more of the money he owes me (that I lent him at the fair), and then we kept going.

We got to Gosford, parked, went to the club, I didn't bother trying to argue the cover charge because it was my birthday, I just paid the $7, and went in.

It was about 2.30am now I think. My mate, who works for the abc, bought a couple of drinks, one for me.

We stood on the edge of the dance floor for a bit, the music was crap.

My mate's ex girlfriend turned up, with his sister, they didn't see us to start with, then his sister came over and spoke to him for a bit.

Some people moved off a lounge at the side, my mate went and sat over there. I didn't want to sit down, since I knew I'd just end up sitting over there for the rest of the time we were here, but then the others moved over and sat down, so I did too.

I didn't feel like drinking anymore, I'd had a screwdriver when I first came in, and they'd used that shitty "orange drink" instead of orange juice. Christ I'm getting sick of that shit, it's worse than Tang.

We just sat there. My mate asked me to go and get him a drink, and gave me the money, since he couldn't be assed. Suited me, I was sick of just sitting there. I asked what he wanted, and he showed me his empty bottle, Wild Turkey and Coke.

I walked over to the bar, straight up to the bar, and ordered a Wild Turkey and Coke. The chick got a bottle out of the fridge, popped the top, and put it on the bar.

I went to give her the money, but she instead grabbed a glass, filled it with ice. I wondered what she was doing, and then she filled it with Coke.

Ahh.. Wild Turkey and Coke I ordered, I'm getting Wild Turkey and _a_ Coke.

Oh well, I paid, and carried them back.

I gave my mate his Wild Turkey, I had the Coke.

I sat and drank that. About 3am, my mate who'd driven us down here said he was going to go about 3.30am, I said yep, he asked if I wanted to stay, I said nope.

I sat there bored again, and at 3.15am, my mate said he was going, so I stood up, and we left.

I jumped back in the car, and he gave me a lift home. A couple of kilometres away from home, he said "oh crap, I didn't ask if you wanted to go and get your bike". (I'd left it round at my mate's place).

I said I didn't want to, since it was raining (not a lot, but enough that we needed the windscreen wipers on), it was now nearly 3.30am, cold, I'd had a few drinks, and my helmet and stuff was locked in my mate's house anyway.

He dropped me at home, I sat on the computer until nearly 5am, and then I went to bed.