Sunday, May 15, 2005

I woke up, about 9am, got up, and sat around.

I was absolutely starving, I had another, closer look, to see if there was any food in the place.

I found a tin of spaghetti in the cupboard. God knows when I bought that, oh well, it's in a tin, I can't find an expiry on it, that must mean that it never expires, good enough for me.

I heated the spaghetti in the microwave, and then ate the spaghetti (it's about 5 weeks later, and I'm still alive, they must have been ok).

I went to put my washing on, and found that the washing machine was full, someone else doing the washing, bugger.

I went back out, and sat and watched tv. I got a call from my drummer mate, around 1pm.

It was the usual, arranged to go around to our mate's place, to play the instruments.

I got ready, and then my mated picked me up, we went around to our other mate's place.

We went in, his dad let us in, and then he got up. We started playing, there was a soccer match going on in the stadium near our mate's place.

Apparently our mate who'd won the money on the pokies was going to it, along with our mate that works for the ABC, he called my mate, and he chatted for a while, we were trying to work out of we could see them sitting in the stand, but we couldn't.

We played the instruments until about 4.30pm or so.

I had a splitting headache.

We left, and on the way home, my mate went to Coles.

I got some bread, cheese, and juice, so I wouldn't die of starvation.

I forget to get panadol too, which I really needed.

I went home, ate cheese sandwiches, and drank juice.

I noticed that I still had some of those crappy cold tablets I bought a few weeks ago (most of them actually), and I noticed that they contain codeine and paracetamol. That's got to be as good as panadol, so I took a couple of those.

I sat around, and watched tv, thinking I'd have an early night, since I have to get up early to go back to work tomorrow.

I got a call from my mate who lives in Newcastle, he was down visiting our mate, whose wife left him, and he wanted to know if I wanted to go to the movies. I told him I wasn't really interested, since the only thing worth watching is HHGTTG, which I saw last week, and there's still the issue of having to get up early in the morning.

I got off the phone, and went back to watching tv. A litle while later, I got another call, my mate's had decided not to go to the movies, had got a DVD instead, and they wanted to know if I wanted to go around there for a while.

I said that was fine, and I went back to watching tv, and waited for them to turn up.

About 20 minutes later, When they got here, I went down and jumped in the car.

We drove to the supermarket, my mate went to go to the bottle shop to get some drinks, but on his way over there, he realised that he hadn't signed his credit card (he'd had it replaced recently).

I would have just asked for a pen in the bottle shop, and signed the card there, but he thought that would look suspect. He came back to the car, looking for a pen, couldn't find one, so we had to go all the way back to his house, so he could get a pen, and sign his card.

While he was inside, signing his card, my other mate (from Newcastle)'s phone rang, he got out of the car, and wandered around, speaking to someone.

My mate came out of the house, and my other mate got back in the car, and we went back to the supermarket again.

My mate went into the bottle shop, and my other mate and I went into the supermarket. He bought some fruit, I didn't need anything, so just hung around.

Our mate came back from the bottleshop, and then since he only had a 6 pack, we decided to go over and get some stuff, while he got a pack of cigarettes.

My mate grabbed the grog off our other mate, and then the 2 of us went over to the bottleshop. We went in, my mate not realising he was taking the grog my mate had just bought, back in.

I grabbed a 4 pack of JD and lemonade (that'll do me for the night), and while I'm here, a new bottle of Contreau.

My mate grabbed a longneck of beer, and then we went to the checkout.

I paid for my stuff, and it was at that point that my mate realised he'd brought the grog back in, so we had to explain to the guy at the counter that we'd already paid for it.

He took our workd for it, and let us leave, after my mate paid for his beer.

We went back to the car, our mate was already back there, after buying his cigarettes, we jumped in, and told him the story about the grog he'd bought.

We drove around to the video shop, my mate went in, and I sat in the car with my other mate (from Newcastle), and chatted, while we waited.

While my mate was in hiring the DVDs, his phone, which he'd left in the car, started ringing. My mate (since he was sitting in the front) grabbed it, to take in to our mate.

He ran in to the shop, and gave him the phone, then came back out, and took my mate's wallet, which he'd left in the car with his phone, in to the shop to give to our mate, so he could pay for the rentals.

I sat in the car and waited, and then both of them came and got back in the car. We drove to the pizza place, they'd already ordered pizzas, and my mate (from Newcastle) went in and collected the pizzas.

While he was in there, my other mate told me that our mate thought I was pissed off with him for some reason.

Well, I am a little bit, I'm still really annoyed with him for wrecking my bike, while drink riding, specifically after I only lent it to him on the condition that he didn't do anything stupid.

While I haven't said anything to him about it (which could be part of it), he's picking up on a vibe obviously. I just brushed it off, saying that I wasn't a very sociable person lately, with all the stuff with my license, and getting stuck having to live in Maitland.

Our other mate came back with the pizzas, got in the car, and we drove back to our mate's place.

I grabbed some of it, and helped carry it all inside, then we sat in front of the tv, had a drink, and ate the pizza.

My mate put the DVD on, and we started watching it. I can't remember what movie it was.

My mate's dog started barking his head off, for no apparent reason, and then my mate yelled "Shut the fuck up!" at the top of his lungs, and immediately after, someone knocked on the door.

My mate opened it, it's our mate, the guy who works for his dad, who owns the aircon business.

My mate went outside to speak to him, I just sat and spoke to my other mate, still sitting inside.

A few minutes later, both of us went outside, because my mate wanted to smoke.

I chatted with our mate, who'd just turned up. We ended up siting out there for ages.

While we were out there, my mate's guitar was out there, so he played it a bit, and then I grabbed it, and played a little bit of bass, difficult on an accoustic guitar.

I had more drinks. While I was sitting there, my watch fell off my wrist. I realised the pin had come out of the watch again. I felt around for it, but couldn't find it. At least I could find the little metal cover, that goes between the band and the watch.

I put it in my pocket, and kept drinking and chatting.

It was getting a bit late now, and our mate that had turned up wanted to go home, so I decided to get a lift back with him, I went in and grabbed the bottle of Contreau, and then we got in the car, and my mate dropped me home.

We chatted in the car for a little while, once we got back, because we rarely see each other these days, and then I went in, and sat around at home for a while.

I realised I needed my clothes, the ones I tried to wash this morning. I went inside, and grabbed them. I'm not sure if they've been washed, I think they have, but there's nothing I can do about that now, since I have to pack my bag to go back to work.

I found my 512mb memory drive, copied all the music off it (that I'd filled it up with at work), and then filled it up again, with music from home.

After that I packed my bag, and went to bed.

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