If anyone knows of someone looking for an oxygen ticket let me know! I'm trying to sell mine, weekend ticket, no camping. Cheers.

I can’t really say that the debate last night really changed my mind on who I was voting for. Santos for president!

So it seems I didn't necessarily need to be as worried about finding a job as I suspected. An office I'd love to work for found out I was leaving this place and rang me today at 12.00 to go for an interview today at 2.15. I arrived in my jeans and told them I wouldn't be available for a 2nd interview tomorrow morning because I'd be too hungover after this evening celebrations. They called me at 4.30 to offer me a job as a consultant for 6 months on the same money I'm on now and a full time position full time after that. Sweet as...

Things that have happened recently ish…

Skiing was fantastic and L F from Lancashire you’re one sneaky bastard haha!!! Spent the week skiing and boozing. Most of the following week was spent boozing celebrating my birthday, including a boozy morning coffee break that ended at 9.30 pm. Swore never to drink again but who can say no to a glass (or bottle) of wine from Sam??? And the week goes on...

Went to see 300 a few weeks ago and caught myself on more than one occasion just staring at the abs and not really paying attention to what was going on in the movie until at one point I realised the dude had no head…and all the girls say he’s pretty fly for a dead guy… eeeewwwwwww, but in my defence it was about 1.30 am and I was sleepy or something…

On the job front I did finally realise that a job will not just fall on my lap and I may have to look for one. This is pretty much the first time in my life that I’ve had to look for a job. I’ve always been offered jobs without ever looking. For example, for my current job I was ‘solicited’ (God I crack me up) at a bus stop, told to start work 2 weeks later and here I am 9 years on. Oz doesn’t count because it was more of a novelty than anything and fluffworld made me do it. I had an interview yesterday with an office on the Mall and I’m still waiting to hear how I did. I want more money than they’re offering so that’s obviously going to go against me, it did seem like a nice office though. Naturally enough I didn’t put ogling dead guys down as a hobby…

If anyone would like to buy me this for Valentine's Day or my birthday or any day, I'd be ok with that...just so you know.

So, I was feeling a little mischievous after sitting idle for an entire weekend and I went across town and bought a PS2 on my lunch break, rocking stuff you say and yet I hear the unbelievers questioning my sanity, or rather, my lack of a Wii. The lack of a Wii might, directly or indirectly, have something to do with the complete lack of funds to purchase the PS2 in the first place – oops!

Then (because I’m a disciple of the Church of Earl) karma caught up with me and I walked to the wrong car park and had to walk all the way back to my car, started driving to a house I haven’t lived in for 7 years, dropped my dinner on the floor, burnt a plastic bag to my cooker and then burnt myself.

But I am the champion of the dance mat, beating all other contenders (Sinead and Ozzie) to take the gold, and at the end of the day that’s really all that matters.

That and the fact I just got an email saying Australia owes me money for services rendered. Sweet…(cue My Name Is Earl music)

How can you tell I’m bored in work? You’ve guessed it, I’m writing an LJ entry.

You could read fluffworld's long winded post about ...zzzzzzz ;)

Or you could mine which says:

CHEAP SHENANIGANS, BALTIMORE, CO. CORK, 5-7 JANUARY

Let me know if you're up for it - woof woof :D

Why is it Bond can get his VAIO to connect to one of the most secure network in the world while on a boat doing at least one million knots and can’t get mine to play Robot Chicken :(

Strange moment #1: Standing over a crevasse about 100ft deep on a glacier discussing Harry Potter spoilers.

Strange moment #2: Sharing an entire cinema with only two other people (who I don't know) and being the only one to laugh hysterically at the inter-species erotica (Clerks 2 - go see it, you won't regret it).

Some photos from the South Island are here. The highlight of the holiday for me was definitely learning to ski and going from not being able to stand on the skis without falling over to mastering the intermediate slopes (and by mastering I mean of course making it to the bottom in, I suspect, one piece - the suspect bit being a possible broken rib). Puzzle world was kinda cool and the maze was very well done and took us an hour to finish (see the Where's Gar photo).

Heading back to Queensland with mytholder tomorrow and I have no idea what we're going to do there. He doesn't have any ideas about what he wants to do other than go on a boating trip of some description on the Great Barrier Reef and I've already seen pretty much everything there is to see on the East Coast. What to do, what to do???

Telling someone you meet in the hostel all the stuff you've seen and done in the last 8 months and have some French twit tell you you're pretty shit cause you haven't been to Western Australia. Well here's some French for you - fuck off, there's nothing over there anyway. Rant over - in Airport now heading to Queenstown to try skiing and snowboarding. My life at the moment totally revolves around safety harnesses, hard hats, gas masks and overalls - and its nothing to do with S&M o_gara :D

Week one of the NZ trek is pretty much at an end. This week I have been on an agrojet, a freefall simulator, zorbing, swooping, absailing, caving, blackwater rafting, rockclimbing and exploring an active marine volcanic island - North Island Photos. The photos from the 2 week stint on the farm are up also.

Thanks to mr_orgue and Cal for the stay in Wellington - had a blast!

In Foxton, New Zealand there is a public toilet that is to be used only by Ladies or Paraplegics. That is what the sign on the door says, I kid you not.

Made it to NZ much to the suspected chagrin of my travel agent who tried everything to stop me. My phones don't work so email me if you need me.

So let me see if I can remember what I did this week. Ah yes, I jumped out of a plane again. 8 times. Yep, I did a skydiving course and it was bloody fantastic. Briefly, this week I've stood on the wheel of a plane at 10,000 feet by myself and let go. I've learned how to turn while free-falling at speeds of 200km. And yes, I've also done the James Bond style dive to make myself so faster. I've also acquired the skill of great canopy control so that I can land as close as 7 meters from target from a rip cord pull of 3000 feet. It went from me, after the first jump, being so petrified I didn't think I'd do it again, to me standing on the wheel of a plane, holding onto the wing with one leg in the air and loving every second of it. Unfortunately, money and time dictate that at the present I can't actually finish the course but I'll get around to it eventually. My body also tells me no more, my bruises are very impressive ranging from bruises the size of apples under each arm to an ankle the size of a football and everything in between, including today's new addition, a suspected broken coccyx - oopsie! Something tells me I won't quite make as good a jillaroo as I'd hoped...

Veni Vidi Vichi and got a free tshirt! Have to do that again, immediately, now, hope you like jumping out of planes mytholder cause we'll be doing it in NZ!

Have uploaded photos of ( Springbrook ) and ( Dreamworld ). I've also uploaded some movieclips of ( Rollercoasters ) if anyone's interested. (I really have to remember how to do proper links - someday, just not today)

OMG I'm having conniptions, canaries and canoes (i.e. I'm in a total panic, have major butterflies and I need my brown trousers). They've just called to confirm the skydive will be at 07.30.00am which means that by 7.31.05am I'm going to be smushed like a lumpy strawberry bit in a yoghurt (you know what its supposed to be but you just can't quite work it out)– eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppppppppp!! Somebody stop me!!

Well, it seems that I'm going to work on a horse farm for two weeks, in two weeks. Why? God only knows but its bound to be fun right?? Work will be feeding , grooming & working the horses, (6), weeding, gardening, fence painting and general help around the house. Then I'm picking up mytholder and heading to New Zealand where I get to break my legs skiing, and die a horrible death on a glacier - not sure how yet but no doubt it will be gruesome in a "death by mytholder" kinda way. Then I'm going to learn how to dive at the Great Barrier Reef - but before I do any of that I get to jump out of a plane on Saturday (14,000 feet), go ice skating during the week and go sand tobogganing next weekend. I think that's all I have planned for the moment - thats brings me up to mid August right??