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Matthew
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Sunday, November 28, 2010 普通话 i've always wondered what was it that people had with redheads, them being the pun of jokes, bullied at school and all that. now that there are several of them around, i finally know why. they hurt the eyes dammit. they're not ugly or anything, im not saying that, and im not being discriminatory, God knows im the least of that. com'on, im a chink in a foreign land for crying out loud. but those ginger people just hurt my eyes man. demon children of leprechauns.. im also peeved that just when im in town, the waratahs take a break from union season. everyone then switches to watch the ashes. cricket comprehesively summed up, is a game that lasts for five days, involves a bunch of guys who do nothing most of the match, as they take turns to try and knock over three sticks stuffed in the ground, while the other team guards with a paddle. i swear only 0.3424322% of people in the world knows what goes on in cricket. btw after five days, the match may end in a draw. well, there goes five days for every sad sod who wasted their time either playing or watching. snitha invited me to macquarie u for badminton during the week. its a social comp thingy, like tennis at artarmon, but this time it wasnt that good. i got bitch slapped by viets and indos so badly its not funny. by the end of the third set i was making air swings and rubbing my eyes pretending it was the ceiling lights. she invited me again for next weeks session, i dont know how to tell her that i dont like being a whip ass boy. i enjoy playing tennis with 70 year olds more. its like doing differential equations in front of kindergarten kids, waatttaahh... kickasss biatch!!
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Monday, November 22, 2010 ALL THE SMALL THINGS ADD UP went for social competition tennis at artarmon club on sat, one of my senior manager karl's the golden oldies captain. this is how it works. you come down anytime from 2 to 10, and they'll pair you up at random to play against another doubles opponent in one set matches. won my first match 6-5, woot! but got totalled in the subsequent two matches when karl partnered me. he kept going "stick to the net son, stick to the net", which kinda annoyed me. firstly, im not your son, secondly, i played a lot better when you weren't bitching down my neck. but it's all in good faith and he did lend me his racket to keep, double woot! i think everyone should write horoscopes like jonathan cainer from the daily telegraph. not that it's accurate, i mean everyone knows it's bull. furthermore, when you read it, you soon realise he doesn't exactly tell you anything haha. the reason why cainer is excellent is because every snippet he writes is strongly positive and always encouraging. thats exactly what horoscopes should be, to bring the best out of individuals because the future is what we make of it. btw the daily telegraph is awesome. it's the local tabloid, and in my opinion, it's better than any of the broadsheets. i'm a cheapo, so i'll try to read it in the pantry every morning before it becomes spill wipe, otherwise i'll still grudgingly fork out a buck to buy it at the news stand along my street.
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Sunday, November 14, 2010 I LIKE CALAMARI squids, also known as deliciousi veri, are invertebrates that swarm our seas. please note that squids are not octopuses. an octopus would be deeply insulted to be mistaken for a squid, just as a table tennis paddler is insulted when told he plays ping pong. squids are the turkeys of the sea, they're both brainless and serve no purpose, except to be eaten. i like to live therefore i like to eat. i like to eat therefore i like turkey. i like turkey therefore i like squid. i like squid therefore i like calamari. the wonders of logic. calamari has to the what the light bulb was to thomas edison as to the man who first thought of cooking chopped squid and giving it a fancy french (spanish? italian? zimbabwean?) name. why would God make squids the way they are anyway? they are so weird. they have eight legs, piss ink and light up when they're horny. He must have thought it was kinda funny. well it is. thank God He made them tasty. 
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Monday, November 08, 2010 PENGUINS why the company made me stay in kent street i have no idea. and it costs a bomb for them too. it's like downtown shenton way here, everyones go-go-go, walking fast, money money money. i'm not that sort. if i wanted to be a banker i'd have been one, turns out i lay pipes for a living, and i say that in a good way. it's people like jeff gould who inspire me. the cranky old bloke brought me out in the field on friday and we had quite the chat. jeffs worked in the company for 23 years now and he simply loves what he does. but the everyman that he is, he still complains about the cost of living, traffic, his 1.5hr drive to work daily. he tells me with pride that his son's going to be working for a sub-contractor soon. he is extremely nostalgic about how the company used to have distributed depots and now all we have are a centralised office and rented stores. i empathise with him but thats the way of the new economy, lean and efficient.jeff brings to mind mr.tay and zain back home. how these guys keep loving their job is something i want to have, whether i stay with the company or not. it's just occurred to me im only a baby compared to them, a young turk, i've hardly worked past a year. anyway, got out and about over the weekend. im not the touristy sort. i hardly ever take any photos and i only go to places where i wanna go. crowds stress me really, especially tourists. went to maroubra to do squat nothing the entire sat. this may become a trend if the weather holds. the beaches here arent as good as goa but they okay. wanted to go learn surfing but i'm not exactly keen on being put with the 8 year olds, so i'll stick with what i do best for now, swimming. went for sunday service at st.josephs, which is great cos i havent any friends here. they were really nice and all, inviting me to sing for the chior, go for fri bible class and have lunch. the more i attend churches in anglo-european countries, the more i realise how much we take for granted the health of our church back home. i mean these churches have roaming priests who are asian/african and the congregation hardly hits 200 on a good day. went to the galleries too. most of them had period art which doesnt really interest me. the white rabbit gallery has very good contemporary pop art though, that was much more appealing. still havent gone to taronga, i really wanna see the animals.
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Wednesday, November 03, 2010 Day 2 more or less settled in. got the apartment and the car. internets hooked on, phone homes linked up. fridge stocked, with diet coke, juice, timtams and vinegar chips. yeah im pretty much ready for an apocalypse. they've put me up downtown so everythings nearby, except work. still getting my bearings around the office, but ppl are really nice. went on site with dave today to look at the stations. i honestly think we do things better than they do, aptitude-wise, maybe their work attitudes better. dont know why im here. anw they said i came on a good day since it was the melbourne cup yesterday, a horserace held annualy that stops the nation. well im flattered. meals are ok. have a feeling i will be eating a lot on nandos for the next couple of months. and i do mean A LOT, since theres one just opposite my apartment. probably a lot of kebabs as well, i feel the kebabness in me rearing its high calorie head again ala holland. just this afternoon, i took a whole 30min to finish my lunch of kebab and chips, purely eating. but no worries, the apartment has a gym and a pool so will probably be working out quite a bit. the music they play here is shite. during the drive home, the aussie version of muttons comes on. before bedtime radios decent enough. richard merzac plays sappy love songs from the 80s/90s. the dedications people make on air are really entertaining, considering tv's no good. 1/3 of declarations are either gay/lesbian, and merzac reads all with a dead straight voice. probably check out some watering holes with debs friend over the weekend. plus taronga. dont know why im so excited to see the animals, even more so than the galleries surprisingly. |
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