Misfortunate.

A litany of misfortune yesterday (which I actually found quite funny):

1. My FIN test decided to call it halfway through yesterday. This unfortunate incident actually carried over to today, as I had to call the CA people and start doing it from where it left off.

2. My lunch came out last out of five people.

3. It was also very small.

4. It also didn't really taste that good.

5. I missed golf because nobody picked up their phone.

6. I paid $9 for parking, when Safeway had it for free.

7. There was no football on. Not sure if that's a Sunday thing or a Saturday thing. Whatever. Point being, it wasn't on.

On a happier note, most of that trail of destruction was counterbalanced by being in good company for the better part of the day, and, in the case of point 1, having awesome people help me through it.

Yep. Cool.

Word of the Day: Litany

Vehicle for awesomeness

At long, long last, I have obtained a vehicle.

Well, technically, I haven't obtained it yet. And 'I' didn't really obtain it. Actually, that whole statement was a falsehood. My parents actually signed a contract for the purchase of the vehicle.

This purchase was fairly unplanned. The plan was to get a price from Lane Toyota and squeeze the guys in Footscray. Then we got roped into getting last year's model for a better price.

No more of this 'Hey man, can you drive me down to...Wodonga? Yeah, thanks man.' I hate being a burden on people. The worst part is asking for a lift. Hopefully I can repay the kindness and putting-up-with-me-ness that my friends have shown, now that I can finally give people lifts instead. The best part is I'm off red Ps in two months.

Said vehicle is a spankingly brand new Corolla hatchback in silvery-blue. Should be awesome. Better than red or black anyway.

I'm actually really happy. I just have problems showing my happiness when other people pay for it. But my parents know I'm happy, and that's all that matters. At least, I hope they know. I should probably tell them, just in case. Now all that's left to do is re-learn how to drive. Shouldn't be too bad. I've only not driven for...10 months.

This whole happy episode was slightly soured by me being late to a scheduled 1 o' clock lunch with Linda and Imesha. I think I made it up by shouting. Not in the literal sense. You know, as in, the bill-paying sense. Never mind.

It was good. So relaxing and harmonious. And it's all happening again next Tuesday. Well, maybe with a little less car buying and more of the lunch-on-time part.

Word of the Day: Vehicle

And yet another near-death experience

So yesterday, me and my family were having a nice lunch at the Pie in the Sky restaurant on Mount Dandenong.

I was sitting there, eating my food. As you do in a restaurant. This guy comes in. He's a big guy mind you. About a head taller than me, and he looked like he could bench press the whole room. With one arm.

Ok, so I looked at his girl. I mean, I look at everyone. He gives me an evil glare. So I turn my head and pretend not to notice.

By the way, he's one of those jerks that wear shades even when they're inside. Meaning no disrespect to any of you that do.

Actually, to hell with that. Why would you wear shades inside? You can't see a damned thing, and it's highly unnecessary.

Anyway, I turn my head away, just in case he decides that I'm challenging him or something, keeping him in view out of the corner of my eye. He keeps staring. So I grab my glass in my right hand and play with it a bit, and he finally decides to look away.

Seriously, how goddamn insecure do you have to be to want to rumble someone for looking at your girl?

Hence, my theory that people that wear shades when inside are a bit...strange has gained further impetus. However, I have noticed an upsurge in the numbers of such people. It may or may not coincide with the growing number of jerks in the world.

Word of the Day: Jerk