They posted a memo at work last night telling us to be more polite on the phone. I think someone took a call from the boss and was all like “who the hell are you and why do you want a thousand bucks in fifties?”. Must have pissed him off. Meanwhile, I can’t stand people who think that respect only goes one way, and I don’t need to say who’s rude all the time.

Eh. The sun’ll come out tomorrow, etc.

Mark’s first law:

‘If something’s worth doing, it’s worth being really bad at.’

I think that talent is usually wasted on people who don’t deserve it - good looks as well. So if you want something, you shouldn’t let clumsiness, stupidity or a general lack of aptitude get in your way. Dare to suck. That’s my motto.

Feeling sneezy. Addicted to Lemsip.

Only material possessions can make me feel better.

Big props to P@ for this one.

Hmm, I posted yesterday, eh? Can’t even remember that one.

Needless to say, I’ve been working hard. Stood in one place for about three hours today, leaning on the counter and checking out girls in the petrol station across the road. Monday mornings, eh?

We got offered a gig at the Seaview with Maple this Saturday, but I’ll be working. That kinda sucks, but I’ll get over it. I’m in this mood where I wanna get the dissertation* done before I do anything else, like clean my room, go out, do the washing et cetera. Only four weeks to go, folks.

* On the philosophers Nietzsche and Foucault and their contribution to ethics. It’s not boring, but I’m a bit over it by now.

“Everything human and broken depends on perfection.”

-Anne Michaels

She’s talking about science, and how there’s a law behind everything.

Thursday afternoon there was a beer delivery to a local football club, so I went to get the company’s panel van. I had never done this before so I didn’t realise how truly crap the automobile was. The key was broken off in the lock and you had to start it with the other half. To open the back door, you had to crawl through the back of the car and open it from the inside. It was also a faclon with bench seats that didn’t move, so I could barely touch the pedals. Crap. But we loaded it up anyway and I drove it down to the football club. J. had stuck a carton of Toohey’s New behind my seat and it slid forward while I was driving, almost hitting me in the head. The rest of the load slid from side to side around corners.

When I got to the club, the guy said ‘Nah, go to the gate at the other side of the oval so you can get closer the door.’ This I did, but on the way I went around a corner too fast and the beer slid back, the door came open and a carton of Toohey’s Extra Dry fell out. Crap.

I pull over and there’s beer and glass all over the road. Some guy pops his head out of the window and says ‘I coudn’t think of anything worse to lose, har har.’ (’cos it’s beer, y’know?). I kinda scrape it to the side of the road and I’m freaking out because I’m late, I almost crashed the car, and now I’ve destroyed a whole case of beer and covered the road in glass. eek.

Anyway, I managed to deliver the beer. I also worked out that since you open the door from the inside, you have to close it from inside as well (which I think is not obvious). Later on, having given up on finding time for lunch, I went back and rescued the TEDs. By this time I was much more relaxed and rather enjoyed the ride. I think it was an EF Falcon with straight 6, auto transmission and huge blind spots. A lot of a torque, but not ‘quick’ like real cars. Motto of the story: don’t freak out. No one cares how much beer you just wasted, as long as you got the job done.

you save up unwashed clothes to wear again in front of different people.

a) Anyone wanna go see Airport City Shuffle in the City on Friday? Come on. They’re really good in a Sonic Youth kinda way, which is a really good way.

b) Little victories: CSS is now running fine in IE 5.5 and the latest Mozilla. I also have browser tabs and am loving it. The world is my f**king oyster.*

*Wow. Random sarcasm moment.

Tonight was the third meeting of the WA webloggers. I’m gonna blog it just to get more hits, lol.

The people who rocked up were: David from Staypuff, Ben from High-Fidelity, Richard Giles, the Prolific Anthony of Spiceblog, Bret from Not the West, the supremely-booted Roni and Liam (still a beardo).* We had beers.

They’re a lovely bunch o’ folk (I think I got their URLs right). We talked about blogging and politics then there was some small talk and a group photo. At the end we thought about getting a decent WA blog-con going and decided on late October, at some place with a big screen so we can see blogs on it.

In the meantime, sign up on the Perth blogs wiki. We shall thus all be connected.**

Now: let’s go read some blog.

*I have now (hopefully) corrected all the URLs. This must sound weird to poeple reading this post for the first time.

**Connectedness is a virtue, right?

Hey, how come no one told me how crap my page looks in Mozilla? I’m gonna have to get down and do some CSS before more people look at this.