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Talk about your interesting Friday night!

Ellen and I had decided to head out to Dhurringile (sorry for the spelling) for Sarah's 18th! (:

It was quite amusing and her Dad is an absolute cracker hahaha and also a shoutout to her mum (not that she will read this) but anywhooo, thanks for the excellent food. Beer and food, it doesn't get much better! Although it got a bit cold and Adam (Ellen's brother) had a friend playing at Lemon Tree so we headed back into Shep, after waiting anxiously for Granmamama to hurry the heck up.. she managed to get lost haahaha she's cute (:

After Lemontree we headed to Yahoo yada yada.. bla bla had a drink, got kicked out (: Oh ya know the usual. Anyhow on our way out we managed to trek across these two random blokes, anyhow we all got talkin' and that and what do you know Ellen and I ended up going home with them buahahahaha. Oh I love spur of the moment things.

So basically I've had no sleep, I'll probably re-read over this and find that I'm incomprehensible but oh well ya get that.

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Can't be bothered..

But I totally will write a blog (:

I'm watching some ridiculous nonsense on Uk tv. Don't ask why I'm on this channel because honestly it was just on when I flicked onto Austar.

I just finished watching the Footy Show and I must say it was a cracker of an episode. Sam Newman being interviewed by Nathan Brown completely amused me and compelled me to keep watching, not that I need my arm twisted.

When asked what the end results of Sunday's match (Saints v Collingwood) would be the panel were undecided. This makes me rather nervous/anxious but I'm preying the Saints will pull through! (:

So tomorrow night I'm heading out to an 18th, should be amusing! (: I draw ever closer to my own 18th and I won't lie, I'm still counting down the days and only have 245 odd sunrises to go !!!! (:

Today was a bit of a bore, didn't get up to much. Went for a drive and apparently off for another one tomorrow. I'm still in hunt of a job and sadly for my sanity and for my bank account I have not been very successful. One day, when I least expect it I presume I'll have some luck. Or like the last time in my baron time for work, I went through 5 weeks of searching and then all of a sudden within 1 week I had 4-5 interviews to choose from.

As I type I can see the veins move in my hands, it's somewhat freaky and I don't like it. I really don't think it's possible for me to grow long nails. I'm simply too taken by my habit and I'm forever biting my nails, it's terrible :(

Anywhooooo, I'm quite bored of this and have discovered that I have one whole subscriber so thanks Tyson, lol . Everyone else should quit being lazy shits and totally make an account if you don't have one and make Ashy feel loved (:

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Ashy. (:

Oh I'm all doom and gloom...

How could I possibly forget!

We welcomed Spring today!

It was a terrible day actually it was gloomy and cold and windy but I wasn't expecting anything else. Take me straight to summer please. Being out the river with my dog, living in my bathers and drinking ice cold beers straight out of the eski. It may be a complete Australian 'bogan' image/cliche, whatever I really don't care (:

I like the outdoors. I like beer and dammit I like summer (:

xx.

Ah yep.

Well today was interesting, I was awoken early by Miss Ellen and we adventured off to Shep together to be street rats, just cause it's the cool thing to do. We checked out the new Jb Hi-Fi (ooh big news I know lol) but it wasn't as bad as I thought. Definitely a lot better then WoW, at least I can see Sunshine and not feel so dam claustrophobic. When I got home it was finally time to face the music and go and visit Rose.

I understand that people grieve in different ways, but being calm is just so unbearable how does she stand it? People console themselves with statements such as ' he had a good innings ' or ' at least he didn't suffer ' and it drives me absolutely insane. In my opinion there's no good ' way to go ' or never a good time. I hesitated seeing Rose for a couple days because I knew if I went in there I would see Gordon's empty recliner and all the remnants of his life and the fact that he had passed on would become abundantly real and overwhelming. You basically live everyday in your surroundings until one day your gone and hopefully you're lucky enough to have someone around to pack up your things, box everything up as though you never existed and then you're nothing but a memory.

Gordon was always the nice 'old' guy from next door. As a kid I'd run home from school and simply wait out the front just eager for Gordie to come out of his gate with his bucket of bread. He would cross the road and go to the lake near every night and feed the ducks. This is only one of the ways he was a brilliant man. He provided me with knowledge and friendship and guided me when I needed it the most. He took the up most pride in his garage sales and it took me numerous years to finally click that the yellow tinged bubbly liquid in his glass that he called 'medicine' was in fact a nice cold glass of beer.

I will miss Gordon a lot, and tomorrow I'll say goodbye.

-- Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all.

- Lucius Annaeus Seneca

(It's still a gloomy topic none the less, one I tend to hope I wont have to touch on again )