Archive for June, 2008
Lemme guess… Ten’s latest comedy offering, Mark Loves Sharon, will be a rip-roaring success, not unlike David Tench, The Wedge and/or Channel 9’s Wheel of Fortune. But I wonder if Kenny is gonna be worth watching.
And I recently discovered Kevin Rudd’s wife got her wardrobe inspiration from that woman(?) on The Drew Carey Show.
Yeah, her. [...]
Y’know the deal. Now that I have steady job, life is all work, Simpsons, sleep… in that order. No time for going out, or spending money while going out anyway. Which means I have to pick up street newspapers, the kind the alternate kids and hippies read, and hobos sleep on. And I found an [...]
I come from just the other side of nowhere
2 Comments Published June 17th, 2008 in General Daily CrapDon’tcha just love SMS-ing people out of the blue, knowing they’re gonna reply with “Who is this?” Then you can pretend to be a stalker after replying with some knowledge of their happenings you got from Facebook. Tonight the “Who is this?” was received from Fi, a friend from Melbourne, who is now in Perth, [...]
… every news program with a story on al-Qaeda has the same footage of the “terrorists” on the monkey bars, and the “terrorist” climbing out of a hole in the ground in slow motion? I laugh every time. It’s so… generic. At least when there is footage of George Bush making a wanker of himself [...]
Start on Monday morning. Bet you’re glad to hear I didn’t fill out or hand in them dole forms for Centrelink. You can now sleep easy, knowing your tax money can go towards Toyota building a petrol-electric Camry, because Kevin Rudd did suuuuch a great job convincing the Japanese to do it here, well, convincing [...]
Come this weekend, it’s been a year since I moved up here. And what a year it has been! So this post is about the past twelve months.
First cab off the rank…
I met Sarah. She’s super-awesome. That’s all I can say.
Steph introduced me to this drink, or apparently something made with these ingredients. It’s Absolut [...]
The alien-type guy, who couldn’t speak English, so when attempting to copy the old bag at the dinner party, he’d say “Plankers nubs. Bery nedicious”. It was as classic as the Munch on Muncheros ad with the Indians.
No call today, so maybe they’ll call tomorrow with hopefully good news. Bit of a boring afternoon, watching a dozen of the latest Simpsons episodes while waiting for the phone to ring. Yeah, they’re not the best to watch, but what can you do? Watch the movie? Again? Nahhh.
PS - Thanks Poopey for the Keeley link. I approve.
Had an interview today, probably the best interview ever because there was so little probing questions about nothing, and moreso a background of the job, what it involves, and how I can cope answering phones and take bookings. Sounds good. It was an interview I felt relaxed in, so no urges to poop, fart, speak [...]
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