Starting boot camp tomorrow. Leaving the house at 5am. AND there is a thrilling fitness test to look forward to. AND, looking at the weather there is a high potential it will either rain or simply be f&*#ing freezing. I'm either addicted to cold, the pain or addiction itself. Or more than mildly insane. Probably a question best left unanswered...
In more absurdly mundane news, in the last couple of weeks have stared a new sleep routine. Working on the theory that if REM sleep kicks in at 1 1/2 hours, then sleep in batches of such amount will be somewhat sufficient for functionality. Has been working tremendously of so far, even if I might only be managing a couple of batches a night, oops. Wasn't the original point, but hey, you win some you lose some. :)
Went out on the weekend with KT, Kaitlyn and Lara, hit up Bada Bing at the Flinders, rollicked drunkenly down Oxford Street and finally ended up at Stonewall until the ugly lights put an all too soon dampener on proceedings. Twas a very good evening. Sunday however, I was brutally reminded of the fact that getting ollder = slower reaction time and more pain. Or else scat Sundays need an extra 12 hours or so...
Got a chance to get reacquainted with the Dylan and the Eels though so in the end, all tasty weekend goodness.
Oh she's got a dark side too,
even murderous
but I love her like that
just like her.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Antics...
There was a definite lack of flinging and most certainly no flonging but we did manage to make a fairly decent showing of ourselves (involving some very nice post midnight Otis Redding danceathons, :)).
Cheers to Jimmy for so graciously supplying his house to compensate for our disasterously poor group organisational skills (damn creative types)...
In any case it all got a bit blurry a bit quickly, although i'm told there is a mass of photographic evidence due to the gathering of the aforementioned types of individuals (damn creative types!).
I await with trepidation...
Cheers to Jimmy for so graciously supplying his house to compensate for our disasterously poor group organisational skills (damn creative types)...
In any case it all got a bit blurry a bit quickly, although i'm told there is a mass of photographic evidence due to the gathering of the aforementioned types of individuals (damn creative types!).
I await with trepidation...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Trucks, trees and the big top
So for the wrap-up of the weekend sports...
Loved:
Loved:
- Y & R, British India, VHS or Beta
- James as a pageboy
- Photos of Jimmy and Kaitlyn's Oz Aerobics sessions on Kenso steps
- Faker (and smoke bombing idiots during Faker)
- Cityrail suspending North Shore services for the weekend
- The Landsdowne AND Bar Clare being closed at 12:20pm on a Saturday night (after all we do live in a society here people)
- My lungs constantly reminding me that yes, I am too old to be any kind of smoking athlete any more...
- Anything involving spinning
- Former Child Stars, Children Collide
- Lara in a dress (looking adorable I might add ;))
Wish you were better:
- I heart hiroshima (but I still love you Susie, :D)
Nostalgia:
- The Living End
- Stuffed toys (don't say a word...)
- Pretty thin on the ground 'cept KT's pretty, purpley left foot and that minor incident with a tree...
Sunday, June 1, 2008
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