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Hehe, how short exactly?

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Went out to our friend Megan’s 30th birthday last night which was heaps of fun. She booked the top floor of the Canary Club for the first half and then we moved onto a place called F4 for the rest of the night, which technically didn’t end until the wee hours. Ok so maybe the not so wee hours then.

Now I feel rotten but it was worth it, it was a great night and I will hopefully have some pics from it up eventually.

Speaking of which, I have recently uploaded some pics from a day out in Brighton (As in the English beach not the Victorian suburb) beach last year (Or maybe the one before). You can check them out here.

PS

I can’t believe I am going to people’s 30th birthdays (Ok, so only one so far) now. What’s going on? WTFBBQ?!

Breakdancin’ - Now wid fingaaz!!!!!!

Haha this is either extremely lame or totally cool but after seeing the dude involved I would hazard a guess that it’s the former

Still, given a choice between learning how to lock n’ pop with his fingers or finally taking that advanced Klingon phraseology course that just became available I think he made the right decision. It’s amazing what you can achieve when you don’t have a girlfriend!

Thanks Benyamin! I didn’t even have to look far for that one!

And… If you are gonna carjack some dudes, try to make sure they aren’t FBI agents.

Proof of the self cleaning gene pool

This is what I do all day…

Freshtel Website - Download Firefly

What do we have here? A fully functioning site, with working archives, menu and sub-pages, all running properly with only a couple of mentions of how I am ‘working on it’ and how CSS is totally bollocks?

Somehow I managed to pull all this shit together in the last couple of days without cursing the gods of CSS even once which is a new world record for me. More of a personal record when you think about it.

Anyway… The new site is up and I really like it

It is pretty busy but that’s ok. I like colour, I like graphics. Basically I like the bling and the chrome. Style over substance is my motto and it has served me well so far. Also I managed to make a website that isn’t some shade of techno-blue. I am so proud of myself!

Too many people, in my opinion, are building sites that are basically a white page with a some grey rectangles on it. ‘But it validates perfectly as XHTML 7.0!’, they scream as they masturbate over the finely calculated padding in their style sheets. ‘Go stick your em’s in your goddamn margin you bastards’ is my reply.

Um, I feel like I am on the cusp of a pointless rant so I might just stop here.

Enjoy the site. And don’t forget to leave me comments with suggestions of how to make it better. I am open to suggestions (that don’t involve petrol and matches).

I’ll be filling out the rest of the stuff over the next couple of weeks/months/centuries

Ben - The ban should be lifted so post away Terry!

Australia just beat Jamaica 5-0 in the foot-o-ball at Fullham!

Hope you guys like the redesign!

Please let me know if anything is, as they say in Sweden, börken.

Hopefully have a menu and some sub-pages (Projects, Tunes, etc) up here eventually.

My building stinks.

Things I have smelt on the way up to my apartment include:

1st Floor - ‘OMFG how can anything smell so much like fish?’ OR Excessive amounts of perfume ( I think some new girls moved in recently) (No comment about whether or not that explains the excessive fish smell) (Ahem).

2nd Floor - Delicious something. How can I get invited over for dinner? No really, I can’t be bothered cooking and too much Nandos makes my veins hurt.

3rd Floor - Fungus. It’s always just really bad fungus. Wtf? Also turn down your stereo and stop screaming at 3am you sons of bitches…

4th Floor / Our place - Either delicious food cooking or a bad version of anything we cooked the night before in the grill (Which I forgot to clean again…!). Some nights we have grilled salmon and baked veggies and when you come home the next evening it reeks like the first floor John West’s reject bin. Unless we have also forgotten to take the bin out in which case it just smells like the 3rd floor… really bad.

I suppose it makes a nice change from the all pervading whiff of urine that would greet me whenever I ever walked up a stairwell in London but I do miss the cloying clouds of weed that used to leech out from our neighbours in Clapham Junction. We used to get stoned even with all the doors and windows closed! Beats the fish market on level one at least.

God dizzam I feel like bollocks.

That is, I feel bollocks, not like a pair of bollocks. You know, like to hold. Erm. You know what I mean. Pervert.

Anyway, I feel more knackered than a sheep that has had its balls removed with an elastic band and then forced to run 50 laps of the oval.

Work is keeping me so busy I feel like my brain is going to spontaneously ignite and launch flames from out of my ears. I was so tired today that I had to drink multiple Red Bulls constantly just to stop myself from passing out. Not sure why that is exactly considering I am eating ok and getting about 6-8 hours sleep a night. I was so tired today on the way home that when I bought Nandos on the way home for dinner (An exception!!) I paid for but forgot to get my drink!! “Wow Ash, who cares?” I hear you say!!! ?

Anyway, I’m tired.

Has anyone noticed that we are all gonna die soon from terrorists and Avian flu? That’s all that is on tv these days and it’s bollocks. After such a bullshit couple of weeks recently, the last thing I want to see when I turn on the telly is “Quick! Get your vaccine, you are gonna die!!!!” or “Terrorists have blown up people again just after Bali was getting back to normal, Melbourne will be next”. Fuckin’ bullshit man. The media can all get on it as far as I am concerned. All I can do is turn on SBS and hope that they put on an pornographicartistic foreign film.

I miss Channel 4.

My head hurts. I think I need a holiday. What’s a holiday?

PS:

Why the f*ck is Ben getting banned by Spam Karma when Refinance Mortgage Blatant Spamming Biatch Mofos are not? Hehe it’s sort of funny actually.. Email me your work IP and i will unban you Ben. I also removed your site from my blacklist so maybe that fixed it. I don’t know what’s going on really. What’s a computer?

I went to Adam’s funeral on friday which was pretty intense but it got better afterwards. It was fucked up but I don’t think that he would have wanted us to all be sad arses for ever. I still can’t fully believe its happened still but I suppose that will come with time I suppose.

I’m going to try to post a bit more from now on about whats going on in my life as I think thats probably a bit more interesting than just regurgitating links from Digg (but there will still be a lot of that cos I am a lazy bastard :)). We’ll have to see how that goes…

This weekend has been pretty relaxing over all and has consisted mainly of making music and playing Unreal Tournament 2004. My music is a bit hit and miss at the moment as I can’t seem to get inspired enough to finish anything. I end up with 200 different song sections that all piss me off after listening to them for too long. Oh well, you can’t rush these things!

Work on the site is also progressing slower than I would have hoped for exactly the same reasons. Plus my web dev setup is giving me the shits and CSS is, as the French say, Le Fucking Bollocks Shit Man!

But its all still progressing which is all I can ask for I suppose…

Also I have decided to use plogger instead of PHP Gallery for the pics on this site from now on cos PHP Gallery is a bloated piece of crap. So there.

Um, today Rox and I went of a walk down the Yarra which was really nice. Melbourne is a really nice place in the summer and I am looking forward to buyng a barbie so I can cook everything I can lay my hands on. And they are self cleaning! (Not really but if I think that then I technically dont have to clean it).

Yeah so that was my weekend! Oh yeah I went bowling as well and totally sucked balls. Like massive hairy ones. I don’t want to talk about it. And something else happened but I can’t remember what it was.

And um, yeah. Bye.