Monday
Unwritten Law - Up All Night
Cuz we're alright, we're up all night
To see the sun come up again now
The first graveyard. Stocked up on caffiene, sugar and whatever the hell is on berocca and I belt out the first hell shift. As pretty as a sunrise can look, it really sucks after 6 hours work, and with 2 more before you get to go home.
Tuesday
BT - Somnambulist
So little time, the pace has changed
But I'm still waiting
A thousand years of timeless days
Yeah, the second graveyard run so I slept most of the god damned day. Up at night and back to work at 11, and whilst doing my thing the internet breaks. People were pissed, I was so glad I'm working the NOC rather than the support phones. Switch up to Wednesday when I got home, the folks got back to end my house sitting run. Unfortunately I'd only got 3 hours sleep by then, the god damned Maple Leafs Lost again.
Wednesday (Night)
Pendulum - Slam
But tonight, on this small planet,
we're going to rock civilisation
So after not sleeping I head off to indoor soccer, more sugar, some white line fever and it's off into the battle. It was one of those games when I could tell we were going to play like a bunch of leg amputees (no offense if you are one, I just can't really see you being any good at soccer). Every one was disorganised, three guys arrived late for kick off. Six nil.
Thursday
Celldweller - Switchback
I made a choice that I regret
Now what I see is what I get
It's too late to look back
I've got no way to switchback
You'd think by this stage I'd have gotten some decent sleep. Last night I should have, but after being amped from soccer, going to sleep was bloody hard. To make matters worse, my old room in my folks house now has no door. And my dad likes to get up really fucking early. So I'm up at 6AM again, eyes are bloodshot form the get-go. So I pack my shit, head back to Belmont and I'm at my digs again.
And it's a fucking mess.
The garden's not been looked at since I left, lawn is dying and there's 20 new species of weed. The kitchen has dirty dishes, and messy benchtops and probably as many new pecies of bacteria. My bathroom is a mess due to a plumbing fuckup. The bins weren't put out last night for collection. My house-mates clothes are everywhere. My residence is a germ laboratory.
Anyone need a roomie who has a fuckload of his own furniture?
Friday
Alexisonfire -White Devil
But don't worry, who gives a shit?
All your friends will think you're really hip
Man, if you want to sleep, don't pop the pills, no warm milk, none of that shit. Clean stuff. Clean your fucking house. Slept like a fucking log and loved it.
I got up round 2, went shopping, bought food, became broke. Thankfully I still had a supply of beer form prior. Coopers Pale Ale is some good stuff.
There's something disappointing about someone who is looking forward to coming home from work, smoking a shit load of drugs and sitting on his computer all night. Yeah sure have your release, but what the fuck.
Saturday
Rammstein - Feuer Frei!
Gefhrlich ist wer Schmerzen kennt
vom Feuer das den Geist verbrennt
(Whoever knows pain is dangerous
from the fire that burns the soul)
I want to burn my fucking next door neigbours. Set their unit and everything in it including the horrible Asian doof the insist on cranking at midnight on fire. Watch the flames engulf and cleanse the world of their annoyance, their selfishness, their obstinance.
They will burn! (Or I'll steal their fucking fuses from the meter box like I did in another story...)
Sunday
Pitchshifter - Eight Days
Eight days of the week we're dead on our feet,
take me aside just shoot me.
Is this the start or the end of my working week? The slogs back, and there's no Sunday session, no alcohol to take the edge off. I'm once again more tired than I should be, so I've written a bit of an essay here. The working slog is back and I'm looking forward for days of on Thursday and Friday.
Australia Man will return.
Special mention for Thursday
Men At Work - Down Under
I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
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Who is this angsty bastard?
Unwritten Law - Up All Night
Cuz we're alright, we're up all night
To see the sun come up again now
The first graveyard. Stocked up on caffiene, sugar and whatever the hell is on berocca and I belt out the first hell shift. As pretty as a sunrise can look, it really sucks after 6 hours work, and with 2 more before you get to go home.
Tuesday
BT - Somnambulist
So little time, the pace has changed
But I'm still waiting
A thousand years of timeless days
Yeah, the second graveyard run so I slept most of the god damned day. Up at night and back to work at 11, and whilst doing my thing the internet breaks. People were pissed, I was so glad I'm working the NOC rather than the support phones. Switch up to Wednesday when I got home, the folks got back to end my house sitting run. Unfortunately I'd only got 3 hours sleep by then, the god damned Maple Leafs Lost again.
Wednesday (Night)
Pendulum - Slam
But tonight, on this small planet,
we're going to rock civilisation
So after not sleeping I head off to indoor soccer, more sugar, some white line fever and it's off into the battle. It was one of those games when I could tell we were going to play like a bunch of leg amputees (no offense if you are one, I just can't really see you being any good at soccer). Every one was disorganised, three guys arrived late for kick off. Six nil.
Thursday
Celldweller - Switchback
I made a choice that I regret
Now what I see is what I get
It's too late to look back
I've got no way to switchback
You'd think by this stage I'd have gotten some decent sleep. Last night I should have, but after being amped from soccer, going to sleep was bloody hard. To make matters worse, my old room in my folks house now has no door. And my dad likes to get up really fucking early. So I'm up at 6AM again, eyes are bloodshot form the get-go. So I pack my shit, head back to Belmont and I'm at my digs again.
And it's a fucking mess.
The garden's not been looked at since I left, lawn is dying and there's 20 new species of weed. The kitchen has dirty dishes, and messy benchtops and probably as many new pecies of bacteria. My bathroom is a mess due to a plumbing fuckup. The bins weren't put out last night for collection. My house-mates clothes are everywhere. My residence is a germ laboratory.
Anyone need a roomie who has a fuckload of his own furniture?
Friday
Alexisonfire -White Devil
But don't worry, who gives a shit?
All your friends will think you're really hip
Man, if you want to sleep, don't pop the pills, no warm milk, none of that shit. Clean stuff. Clean your fucking house. Slept like a fucking log and loved it.
I got up round 2, went shopping, bought food, became broke. Thankfully I still had a supply of beer form prior. Coopers Pale Ale is some good stuff.
There's something disappointing about someone who is looking forward to coming home from work, smoking a shit load of drugs and sitting on his computer all night. Yeah sure have your release, but what the fuck.
Saturday
Rammstein - Feuer Frei!
Gefhrlich ist wer Schmerzen kennt
vom Feuer das den Geist verbrennt
(Whoever knows pain is dangerous
from the fire that burns the soul)
I want to burn my fucking next door neigbours. Set their unit and everything in it including the horrible Asian doof the insist on cranking at midnight on fire. Watch the flames engulf and cleanse the world of their annoyance, their selfishness, their obstinance.
They will burn! (Or I'll steal their fucking fuses from the meter box like I did in another story...)
Sunday
Pitchshifter - Eight Days
Eight days of the week we're dead on our feet,
take me aside just shoot me.
Is this the start or the end of my working week? The slogs back, and there's no Sunday session, no alcohol to take the edge off. I'm once again more tired than I should be, so I've written a bit of an essay here. The working slog is back and I'm looking forward for days of on Thursday and Friday.
Australia Man will return.
Special mention for Thursday
Men At Work - Down Under
I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
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Who is this angsty bastard?
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As for the Leafs, they seem intent on playing out the same season every year. They've had the same problems since at least 2000. Doesn't help that the entire organization seems content with simply making the playoffs let alone winning the cup. Maybe you can trade in 5 first round victories for a cup, like those points you collect off Kool Aid packages?