Tuesday, August 16, 2005


In response to threatening texts from certain parties I have decided to blog.

Wow, thirty entries. Typically my fliration with these types of sites usually doesnt last beyond the three day honeymoon period, but here we are. Thirty reasons why I hate existence later.

Today's update: A long drawn out day at work, that wasnt bad or good, but simply "Meh".
This is a term I frequently use to decribe extreme indifference. Lollie is having a crappy day and wants to castrate someone, Nick is in good sorts and I'm having a fantastic hair day.

Got to see my American Pie (Melly Feline) today. It was brief, but good. Great hair. She promised she'd blog about the seedy underbelly of her relationship soon. I'm breathless with antici - pation (Rocky Horror style).

I also had a strange dream last night. I aint gonna go into too much detail (because frankly it's one of those things I'd like to keep to myself). But suffice it to say I had some trouble with the masturbation-police. Apparently it's illegal (in my dream anyway). Well lock me up and serve me 8 or 9 consecutive life sentences!

Coincidentally, my best mate Lincoln turns 30 this Thursday. The party's gonna be on Saturday and I'm expected to attend in costume. This is something that I was informed of this a mere few days ago. So now I face the arduous task of finding a costume. It's not paying for it, or even looking for it that bothers me - it's the costume itself.

I mean which costume is 'me'?

A giant panda?

A cowboy?

A pirate?

A Starfleet officer?

A vampire?

A ghost?

A Backstreet Boy

An Egyptian Pharoah?

A World War II fighter pilot?

You see how much I am paralysed by choice? I put it out to you - any suggestions would totally be appreciated. I promise there'll be photos up here as soon as I have em.

I'm leaning towards something halloween-ish. Something scary. If I'm gonna come as a ghost, maybe I'll come as the ghost of Gwen Stefani. At least she'll have a little colour.
Note to self: lose forty three kilos and completely eliminate stomach.

So you see my dilemma. Lincoln will undoubtedly come as a samurai warrior. It suits him in an uncanny and sinister type of way.

Maybe this weekend would be a good opportunity to break out my flourescent green lycra t-shirt with the giant question mark. I haven't had the testicular fortitude to wear that since the turn of the milennium. And it still fits!!

Once again, thank you stairmaster.

the end


Blogger izchan said...

I would pick the starfleet officer.
No one is more terrfying then a red shirt.

or maybe it should be no one wearing a red shirt is more terrified.

7:12 PM  
Blogger mocushile said...

you can wear a police officer, or a
darth vader outfit..lol...
just the anakin robe would be fine...youd be a sexy pharo
but the anakin robe would be dashing..you gota baby face for a vampire..here are my suggestions and good luck

9:18 PM  
Blogger izchan said...

Anakin Robe. 2 Votes.

7:09 PM  
Blogger Slim said...

Okay, well maybe I picked the wrong costume shop, but I tried on a starfleet uniform, an Anakin robe, A storm trooper outfit AND for some reason a silver jumpsuit.

I think it was meant to be Klatuu from 'The Day The Earth Stood Still'

None of em' fit!!
Talk about a midget costume shop!!

12:17 PM  
Blogger mocushile said...

HAHAHAHAH!!!!!!You gonna have to either find a new shop or just make ur own custome!!! DDAMMMM

9:01 PM  
Blogger Mel said...

I did have a pretty hair day on Tuesday - and it was nice to see you as well Sttttuuuuddd (said the way Livie Newton John did in Grease) - you owe me for the feel you copped from my hair - I get to touch something soon... hee hee.

9:31 PM  
Blogger Slim said...

Promises, Promises
You got yourself a deal!!

5:27 PM  
Blogger Slim said...

Maybe you can touch my Spike action figure on my desk??


5:27 PM  
Blogger izchan said...

god ... the things that people do in costume parties.

touching spike.

The nerve.

Can I touch too?

11:06 AM  

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