so, firstly... mothers day has gone for another year. even though i got out of it pretty easily... no presents to buy or flowers to arrange or all that shit... i did go and buy the cliche Michael Buble CD for carols mother. hmm.
i have been working a little bit here and there and over the weekend it was bloody mental. i have never seen so many Elvis/Doris Day/Erroll Flynn/copies of the notebook sold in such a short period. it's so bloody predictable.
while i was at work... i heard the following conversation which pretty much filled me with joy about the state of fatherly figures in today's modern society.
"it's going to be your fault. because you're a freakin' slow coach. your fault we don't have a present. it's your fault that tomorrow mum isn't going to be happy because we don't have anything to give her. and when she's sad and upset... it will be resting on your shoulders..."
all this was being said to a 5 YEAR OLD GIRL!!!
i couldn't believe it. i wanted to throw him from the escalator onto the cold hard cement floor of knife point shopping centre... what a jerk!!!
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worked with the new girl at work. she loves to be already chatty and social with everyone. this made/makes me feel like a dum-dum because i am such a loser at fitting in it takes me at least 2 weeks before i can speak around a group of people i don't know because i have to figure out who is what... who's the bitch, the nice one... the loser, the fatso... all those dum categories are running through my head.... but... she's a nice girl who worked at blockbuster... but she got the job through a friend. mmm.
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going to the movies today... all things going well i should be watching 3 movies at nova because it is cheap day!!! noise, curse of the golden flower & science of sleep ... all of which have been getting fairly good reviews so i am looking forward to it because i seriously think the last thing i saw at nova was maybe BORAT?? no... it couldn't have been. that is actually quite a distressing thought. i musta seen a movie there since then... arghhh..
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does anyone know the name of the band that sung that shitty gay song ... "come my lady, come come my lady... you're my butterfly, sugar ... baby" if you know off the top of your head you are a genius... its been bothering me for days and i am actually just now going to look it up on the computer... CRAZY TOWN!!! of course! no prizes for that sorry...
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lego. i put all my lego together and now i have a pretty sweetly impressive collection of 4 items. it might seem like nothing but wait until you see some pictures of my fucking chopter... man ... i'll get some tonight and whack them on here... sooooo cool. and the attention to detail is the best.
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sorry for the lack of interesting/witty social observations of late... life has been pretty boring now that i don't have to deal with serving customers... and fuck it... just remembered i forgot to watch bastard boys on the ABC ... i sound like a nana but it actually looked like a good aussie tele-movie. over two compelling nights!!!
gotta get ready for my date with the big screen!!!
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