Daylight Robbery
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Mar 15, 2006
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Well Hello, it's been a while,
Not even sure if anyone reads this thing apart from my mam anyway.
I am slowly recovering from 2 bank holidays in a row. Not that I have a job or anything but it's nice to have an excuse to go out and get smashed. It was going well until this morning when some thieving smackhead vagger broke into my house. And while I was home none the less.
I went upstairs which is two floors up, Leroys juice bar is in the middle floor of our place. I was in my room when I heard a large crashing sound. I just thought it was from the juice bar cause they're a bunch of noisy gets but when i walked down 2 minutes later, I noticed someone had rammed the outside door and the lock had burst through the skirting. I then entered the lounge area to find Diarmuids laptop not being there. He just got home, so that was a nice welcome for him. I am currently sat at my computer with a big piece of wood cos the next robbing ezzie bastard to walk through my front door is getting it wrapped round their pointless face. I am mad as owt. Luckily for me they didnt take my computer otherwise I'd be stuffed and probably be booking a flight home.
I always like to make the best of any situation though, so me and Diarmuid are going to bin all Baz' Morrisey CD's and DVD's and tell him they got robbed too. And by no small feat, they seem to have stolen the cricket channel of the telly too, my goodness.
Anways, I have been participating in a plethora of fun activities over the past few weeks, for example, I went to see an Aussie rules football match a few weeks ago. My team Collingwood, (where I live) against Adelaide. All of Collingwoods fans are Vaggers and nobody likes them and they're a bit rubbish. Like Leeds. That's why I picked 'em. They play Aussie rules on a cricket pitch and theres about 16 per team and 4 or 5 refs. Its pretty crazy but I think I've got my head round the rules. They can run around with the ball and they throw it like a volleyball. It's weird that cause they call it football. But there was already a game called football. It can be traced back to 8th century England and has been called football for hundreds upon hundreds f years. The Aussies decided they wanted to call their game football and football as we know it should be dubbed as 'soccer' The Americans did a similar thing. It confuses me where they get these crazy ideas from, I'm just glad the rest of the world doesn't think in such a fashion. Apart from that I have been going out and drinking brown booze. I'm still waiting for someone to take me to the zoo but no-one wants to go with me. Diarmuids girlfriend Beth said she'll take me on Saturday so we'll see.
Like I said, I don't have a job yet, I need one about now cause I'm running out of dollars. I could well be flying home soon if I'm not careful. It's quite hard to find a job unless you want to do something menial, which I don't. Cause I did it all through my marathon 7 years at college and then for about a year after so I've had just about enough ya get me. On a more positive note, I have been doing some freelance design, which should just about keep my head above water for the moment.
Here's an hilarious anecdote for you. I went to join the gym last week and whilst walking home I passed a closed down shop. I got 5 metres past the shop and the entire doorframe including glass door came crashing down and shattered over the street. I stood there for a minute thinking "hmm, that's weird, I feel like I should do something, I could be in hospital if I'd have stopped to tie my lace earlier or something. Damn, what do you do in a situation like this?" There wasn't much I could do so I just carried on walking and went home. It was a bit like that bit in Pulp Fiction where that guy fires a full round at Travolta and L Jackson and they all miss. Except with a door.
That's about all I can manage for now. Me and Baz are off to Sydney in a few weeks for Ms. Michelle Durhams 30th birthday party. LS28 in the area. It will be nice to leave the bombshelter for a few days
And don't anyone forget my birthday on the 10th May.
Not even sure if anyone reads this thing apart from my mam anyway.
I am slowly recovering from 2 bank holidays in a row. Not that I have a job or anything but it's nice to have an excuse to go out and get smashed. It was going well until this morning when some thieving smackhead vagger broke into my house. And while I was home none the less.
I went upstairs which is two floors up, Leroys juice bar is in the middle floor of our place. I was in my room when I heard a large crashing sound. I just thought it was from the juice bar cause they're a bunch of noisy gets but when i walked down 2 minutes later, I noticed someone had rammed the outside door and the lock had burst through the skirting. I then entered the lounge area to find Diarmuids laptop not being there. He just got home, so that was a nice welcome for him. I am currently sat at my computer with a big piece of wood cos the next robbing ezzie bastard to walk through my front door is getting it wrapped round their pointless face. I am mad as owt. Luckily for me they didnt take my computer otherwise I'd be stuffed and probably be booking a flight home.
I always like to make the best of any situation though, so me and Diarmuid are going to bin all Baz' Morrisey CD's and DVD's and tell him they got robbed too. And by no small feat, they seem to have stolen the cricket channel of the telly too, my goodness.
Anways, I have been participating in a plethora of fun activities over the past few weeks, for example, I went to see an Aussie rules football match a few weeks ago. My team Collingwood, (where I live) against Adelaide. All of Collingwoods fans are Vaggers and nobody likes them and they're a bit rubbish. Like Leeds. That's why I picked 'em. They play Aussie rules on a cricket pitch and theres about 16 per team and 4 or 5 refs. Its pretty crazy but I think I've got my head round the rules. They can run around with the ball and they throw it like a volleyball. It's weird that cause they call it football. But there was already a game called football. It can be traced back to 8th century England and has been called football for hundreds upon hundreds f years. The Aussies decided they wanted to call their game football and football as we know it should be dubbed as 'soccer' The Americans did a similar thing. It confuses me where they get these crazy ideas from, I'm just glad the rest of the world doesn't think in such a fashion. Apart from that I have been going out and drinking brown booze. I'm still waiting for someone to take me to the zoo but no-one wants to go with me. Diarmuids girlfriend Beth said she'll take me on Saturday so we'll see.
Like I said, I don't have a job yet, I need one about now cause I'm running out of dollars. I could well be flying home soon if I'm not careful. It's quite hard to find a job unless you want to do something menial, which I don't. Cause I did it all through my marathon 7 years at college and then for about a year after so I've had just about enough ya get me. On a more positive note, I have been doing some freelance design, which should just about keep my head above water for the moment.
Here's an hilarious anecdote for you. I went to join the gym last week and whilst walking home I passed a closed down shop. I got 5 metres past the shop and the entire doorframe including glass door came crashing down and shattered over the street. I stood there for a minute thinking "hmm, that's weird, I feel like I should do something, I could be in hospital if I'd have stopped to tie my lace earlier or something. Damn, what do you do in a situation like this?" There wasn't much I could do so I just carried on walking and went home. It was a bit like that bit in Pulp Fiction where that guy fires a full round at Travolta and L Jackson and they all miss. Except with a door.
That's about all I can manage for now. Me and Baz are off to Sydney in a few weeks for Ms. Michelle Durhams 30th birthday party. LS28 in the area. It will be nice to leave the bombshelter for a few days
And don't anyone forget my birthday on the 10th May.




Comments
how old are you??
Is nice to see some things never change...no matter how old you get...all you want is for someone to take you to the zoo!! All the Steels read ya blog...we just get a bit sick of logging on and finding nothing there :-( make something up if you have not done anything....my own life is boring so let me at least read about someone else having fun. Is about time ya brother made an entry too. That pic of Kates twin (cant spell the other word) is so spooky....she even called Kate too (cue music from outer limits). As you decided to make no comment on the fancy dress pic, i have decdided it is maybe better not to ask :-/
Say hi to yourself and also to the cavesters from us lot and hope you get to the zoo soon!!
Monsieur Collingnon
that place where you live reminds me of Amelie when the dopey veg stall boy says funny mean things about m. collingnon!! you get me?
i wanna go to the zoo! if you dont get to go before i get there i'll go too, or you can take me if its so good you'll want to go again!!! yay a plan yay!
do you know anything about hiring camper vans in melbourne, cos i wanna get one, i wanna see stuff thets not just in melbourne...
happy birthday for 14 days time. noone will send you cards cos you got your address wrong too many times.
Ezzies
Alright paul, soz to hear bout break in. It's the same the world over, for every pudsey there's a bramley just down the road. Just be glad nowt of yours got nicked, dog eat dog. Not nice seein dirty drug scum needles lying around neither. I presume u know better then to pick it up and use it as a toy.
daddy's takin us to the zoo tomorrow.......
First stop when you get home - FLAMINGOLAND!!! Whoooooooo
Gringo palavaras!
Oi oi! (that's 'hi' in Brazilian made to sound like a distant punk trying to get your attention)
So were both living life where even the water moves in a crazy direction.
I'm listening to ya blog YES PLEASE!!!
happy birthday!!!
happy birthday to u..... happy birthday to u.... happy birthday dear cousin plop...... happy birthday to u!!!! hurray!!!!! keep it real... haha only jokin! have fun!
luv katie
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Did little polly plop try to ring his favourite aunty? Unfortunately I work all day now (hard to believe i know) but i do...so thats why i missed your call. Send me an email cos i dont know your email address...and seen as you never seem to post on here any more :-( i will be able to keep up with what you are up to.
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When are you coming home?