When you were here before

Something I learnt today: The Journal of Microbiology is not as easy to locate as one would think.
Something that made me laugh today:An incredibly Bob Dylan rendition of “Creep”

There’s a man wrapped in plastic under my house.

I awoke at 8 this morning, after going to sleep at about 2.30 (I’m beginning to feel rather like Professor Snape with my growing dislike of a young Harry Potter and his detrimental effect on my sleeping patterns). But I crawled out of bed and did silly little things with the music turned down low (so I may hear the doorbell) while I waited.

I was desperate at about 9 to get online and see whether some e-bay seller had responded to my e-mail (he had) and if Sarah had bought the last Green Day ticket (she did). But I didn’t want to connect to the internet just to have the Telstra repairman rock up and ask me to disconnect.

The window that the ever-so-helpful woman on the Telstra hotline had given me was 8 – 12. Admittedly this is better than some other places will give you, but I’m not a fan of waking at 8 am after 5 and a half hours sleep.

I eventually gave up on this, went online, received my e-mails, purchased something from e-bay and started to download the updates for Adobe Acrobat that meant I could start writing the assignment due in a week’s time that is worth 10% of the grade for the subject. One MB out of 11 I managed to download before the man showed up at 10.15.

It’s now almost 11 and he’s been crawling around and asking me questions, which I had not the foresight to ask of someone who might know the answer, to (I’m assuming) establish whether or not the broken phone socket is the first one installed in the house or not i.e. whether he can charge me for his services.

The only thing he’s said to me so far that was really of interest was that there is cabling *everywhere* under and above the house. This, I feel quite confident, I can blame my father for.

Win a chance to judge your peers

Something I learnt recently: I apparently become more sarcastic as I get more tired
Something that made me laugh today: Steve being a dickhead

Dave allowed me to host a Monty Python night at his house with a couple of my friends (who are, in fact, a couple). I always hang out with these two and always feel somewhat the third wheel. It's been the first time the three of us have ever done anything as a double date and I just had so much fun. It's nice not being lonley anymore.

Thanks again, Davey.

As for the rest of life, Ini had his 21st birthday party and dragged us all out to Patterson Lakes to eat a pig, watch a REALLY silly skit he'd written and sorta dance and be merry as the story goes. I don't know of a single person who made it to the party without getting lost. How do you define a successful party?

Meanwhile, when I was buying Green Day tickets at the presale (which wasn't exactly easy) Shirley happened to be at work. She didn't find out until after the presale about what was going on and unfortunately Se's jumping in the virtual queue tomoe to try and pick up another ticket (and another booking fee). I always have the worst luck organising concerts with biomed people. Oh well. It's all good fun when I get there.

I always believed in futures.....

(No it's not Green Day, but it's still a ticket to see the band in question)

Wake me up when September ends

I got Green Day tickets! *does a little dance*

Sells out in 2 minutes my arse.

And Anna begins to fade away

Something I learnt that night: My martini glass is safe
Something that made me laugh that night: The entire thing, in hindsight

Am refering to Monday night, which just happened to be Gem's 21st birthday.

Went around to her house after work to find she still hadn't made her way back from the restaurant where she'd eaten dinner. So I wait in the car reading an incredibly violent book until her car pulls into the street.

I wander in, give her a present, say hi to her family and join Gem in the kitchen. We begin to peel/slice/dice fruit to serve with the tea/cake etc. The phone rings and Gem answers. "Hi" "What?" "Where?" "What side of the highway?" "Is anyone hurt?" "We're on our way." She hangs up and informs me that there's been a car accident.

After a short argument with her father (her mother was in the bathroom so couldn't contribute) we get in the car. We then change sides because Gem's had a few drinks. I'm not used to driving a) such a big car, b) an automatic, not to mention the fact that I'd forgotten to adjust the rear-vision mirror and Gem's just that much taller than me that I had to jump up to see the reflection of the rear window on the roof, let alone out the window itself.

Needless to say, it was less than a smooth journey.

We drive along until we see Jo's car stopped with the hazards on. We get out and run towards Jo. What we see is Jo bent over, a random woman whose mouth is moving but we can't here the words and something struggling under a blue blanket.

We get a little closer and the woman's singing Buddhist mantras.

Under the blanket, a possum.

Right.

So we take the poor little possum with a nasty head injury down to the Highett emergency vet centre and rush in to show our cargo to the nurse. She takes one look under the blanket and tells us our new little friend isn't going to make it.

Not that she's a vet. Or a vet nurse. She's a work experience student.

She then grabs a syringe and fills it with enough Phenolbarbituate to kill a horse which she proceeds to inject IP. Intra-possum apparently.

Then we went back to Gem's and ate cake.