Ok, I'm now nearly a month behind on blogging, some of it due to being busy at work, and having to stay late, and not wanting to spend all night typing, some of just due to laziness, and a fair bit of it due to being so busy at work for a few days before I went off on a holiday for the last 10 days.

Let's try to catch up. These older blogs will probably be fairly brief, since I can't really remember all the stuff that happened almost a month ago. It is all pretty pointless stuff after all.

Ok, the Friday after going out and getting pissed last night..

I woke up in the hotel, about 9.30am, I felt like I was about to die.

I went and had a shower, I was felling a bit better in the shower, but then I felt really horrid all of a sudden, and I spewed in the shower. It was just bile or something, foul.

I felt a bit better after spewing though. I got ready, and then I sat down for a minute. I made myself a cup of tea, but I could only drink about half of it.

I went to work after that. All the others went home. The guy from upstairs had to get stuff sorted out, to find a new car, and get a loan from the bank to buy it, after he sold his car to a mechanic a few days ago.

Anyway, they all went home, and I went to work on my own.



I was back to feeling like I was going to die. All of my concentration was being used thinking "don't spew, don't spew, don't spew".

I sat at my desk, and just stared at the screen. I couldn't bring myself to even pretend to look like I was working.

I would have just gone home, but I didn't think I'd make it, riding my bike 100km to home, I was probably still way over the legal limit of a fully licensed driver, letalone with my license, which is now a zero alcohol limit, because I've got a Ps license. Stupid Queensland Ps.

I sat and stared for a while. When I could focus, I looked at a newspaper website, reading the news, but reading made me feel sick, so I went back to just staring.

I went and sat on the loo for about 20 minutes, with my head in my hands, just enjoying the dark and quiet in there.

I went back to my desk again, and continued to stare at the screen.

I had another cup of tea, hoping that would settle my stomach, it lasted about 15 minutes, and then I went into the toilets, and spewed again.

I went back and sat at my desk again. I think it was now about 11am, I've been here for an hour, acheived absolutely nothing.

I called a mate to sort out what was going on for the weekend, because there's a computer fair on tomorrow, and I think he needs stuff, I also think he's got confused, and thinks that the bikes/blues festival is on this weekend, when it's actually next weekend.

Yep, that was the case, he was thinking it was this weekend. I'll still go and pickup another mate from Newcastle though.

I called my mate at Newcastle, and sorted out picking him up. I told him I was pretty dead, and was just taking it easy, so I'd probably be over there about 1pm or something.

I went back to staring at the screen again, and watching the clock. A few minutes before midday, I collected my stuff, and I took off.

I went down, jumped on my bike, and took off for Newcastle. It wasn't too bad a ride over there this time.

I felt a ton better, just a few minutes after leaving the office, and getting on the road, I think the fresh air was doing wonders.

About 1/2 way across, I thought I saw a rock about to hit my helmet visor, I shut my eyes instinctively, heard a big crack as it hit, when I opened my eyes, there was guts all over the visor, it had been some huge fat bug.

I got to my mates place, and I had a glass of water, I wasn't feeling too bad now, it only took me about 45 minutes to get over here too.

My mate got all his stuff together to go.

While I was waiting for him, I found that I had $60 in cash in my pocket. Dunno where that came from

My mate finished getting his stuff together, and then we took off again from his place.

We got on the freeway, and I headed for home. I stopped off at the service station on the freeway, to get some fuel, and my mate cleaned the bug junk off my visor.

We kept going, and went to our mate's place, the guy who does security for a bunch of hospitals on the north shore. I think it was about 2.30pm.

He was having a look at fixing his bike, because it hasn't been running properly, or idling or something, and it's just been stuck in the garage for the last few weeks.

We spent the afternoon working on that, we pulled the fairing off, took the tank off etc, replaced the 4 spark plugs, cleaned out the carby, recharged the battery, and flushed the radiator out while we were there.

We put it back together somewhat, and it fired up without too much issue, and it seemed to be idling properly now.

We put the rest of the bike back together after that.

The others were having beers during all that, but I was feeling so seedy, that just the smell of the beer was making me feel crook, letalone drinking one.

We sat around for a bit, and then around 6pm, we decided to go and get some stuff for dinner.

My mate's wife got out some mince, and started making it up for hamburgers, she said she was going out to a club, and probably wouldn't be there when we got back.

My mate had a couple of videos he had to return, so we all jumped in the car, and he drove round to the video shop to return them. On the way, my phone rang, it was the guy in Wyong who does the computer repairs, I can't remember what he was asking me about (hey, this is a month ago), and the phone dropped out.

We got to the video shop, my mate dropped the videos off, and then we went around to where the supermarket is, the one I usuall go to on my way home.

There's also a video shop here, so we had a look in there. My mate asked if he had any fines at the moment (as he usually does), but found out that he didn't have any fines due at the moment, at that shop.

We looked around, and picked out a couple of dvds, I don't remember what they were, I think Alien vs Predator was one of them though.

We went in to the bottle shop after hiring the DVDs, I wasn't really in the mood for drinking beers or anything, but I decided that I could probably stomach a Long Island Iced Tea, so I grabbed all the bottles of grog to make that up.

Vodka, gin, white rum, contreau. We also needed tequila, but they only had some shitty looking brand, and it was expensive. We took the other bottles over, asked if they had any other tequila, they didn't, so I got the expensive shitty looking one.

It was about $150 for all the grog. We put it all in the car (my mate also bought a bottle of Bundy), and then we went into the supermarket to get stuff for dinner.

We got some onions and stuff like that for the mince, to make hamburgers, but then we just grabbed a bunch of junk food, and some lemonade and orange juice etc for mixing with the Long Islands.

We went home, ate dinner, and sat around chatting for ages.

I finally felt that I could drink something, so I made up a Long Island, and sat and drank that, no worries.

We started watching one of the movies, Alien vs Predator, I had another couple of drinks.

I started to feel really tired, I watched about 1/3 - 1/2 of the movie, and then I fell asleep.

I woke up again a few milliseconds before the credits started (I just saw a flash of the last screen before they started), and realised that my mate's wife had come back from the club, and was sitting on the floor in front of us, and assumedly had been watching the end of the movie.

I was so stuffed, I went into the spare room to sleep. I got in to bed, and lay down, but I was having an asthma attack, and I couldn't breathe properly, so I couldn't relax.

I lay there for about 1/2 hour, coughing and wheezing, and then gave up, I knew I needed some ventolin.

I got up again, got dressed, and took off for home.

I got on the road and headed for home, just as I made a turn, I saw cops continue past, lucky I didn't get pulled over and breathalised, though the fact I was having an asthma attack probably would have let me avoid the breathaliser.

I got home, found that all my ventolin inhalers are all but run out anyway, and there's only propellant left in them, so I took puffs out of all the inhalers I could find, hoping one would have something left in it.

I thought about using the nebuliser, but I haven't got any nebules of ventolin to put in it.

I went to bed after that, I've no idea what time it was, but I'd guess it was about 2am or something.