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Couple of weeks ago, Charlie, after a two year hiatus (two years!) decided to re-enter the market, so to speak. He had the perfect plan - random pick-ups in dodgy bars and no hint of a relationship.

Charlie is a physicist, so I can't show you his face, and hence also a total geek, so the plan was logical, based on empirical evidence and doomed...
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Day 3 of my continuing downward spiral.

Out last night with Charlie again and a couple of his mates. Started at the Dallas Bar. Rather dodgy, No surprises. Charlie and a couple of his mates hooked up with a triumvirate of young girls ... who turned out to be 18. Now, I am not particularly agist (my X is 8 years younger than me), but...
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Raining here in Melbourne, online, working on some stuff, spamming SG

Current song title of work in progress:
'I've taken up smoking but I've given up you'

Edited to add: not sure how I will work a Platonic angle into the song, not all the songs have to preach the faith though, surely?
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I remember when the tight black jeans came back for like the third time. Sometime in 1992, if I recall correctly.

Other fashions from my past I would like to see brought back from the dead:

Rollers (ripple soles)
Points (my feet have been permanetly damaged by my stupid black suede points - with metal tip, of course)
Pirate Shirts
Flannelette Shirts
'Wedge' Hair
Hypercolour

analith:
I was talking the other day about how damn cool hypercolour is/was.
Bonds have a new range of sort of hypercolour t-shirts and singlets, but so far I have only seen white to grey or pink, so...
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Oh, and in other news, yesterday my company gave me a *lot* of share options.

And I mean a total *fuckload*.... let's just say if things come together for the company it will be enough to set me up rather nicely.

I'm still in shock.

Of course this means that I will be shackled to the company for the next 18 months.
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Dear Lord ...

Last night, was, shall we say, interesting, to say the least. Packed room of incredibly drunk people ... cheap (very cheap) beer. Utter insanity.

One cute girl was *trolleyed* and staggering around randomly, always with another fresh pint ... she was very sick, and we convinced her to get the hell out and go home. She told Charlie as she left that...
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Tomorrow night I am being dragged to the 'Dallas Bar' - allegedly a wretched hive of scum and villainy. My friend Charlie is quite keen on the place, and as much as I love him, I am pretty sure his affection is solely because it is (very) easy to pick up there. Plus they have $8 bottomless pints from 9-10 and again from 11-12.

Fuck....
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Despite the fact I don't actually drink anymore, I left work for lunch and spent the afternoon drinking beer. Never actually made it back to work.

I managed to crash my bike into a pole near Carlton Gardens ... my hands are grazed from my rather ungracious landing.

Yes, not drinking.
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analith:
But seriously, what person in their right mind doesn't have a soft spot for Plato!
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Fucking angst.

Sigur Ros tonight.

I've managed to make myself miserable. If things hadn't gone terribly wrong I would be there tonight with X.

Moping around the house sighing dramatically and making my housemates roll their eyes. As they should. It's fucking pathetic.

If I could just convince myself that she is not The One, this would be so much easier ... but no matter...
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Bizarre fact for the day:

In the 18th and 19th Centuries it was common to bind accounts of murder trials in the killers skin - known as anthropodermic bibliopegy.