Monday, 3 March 2014

Dragonfly.

"You wanna have a pube-off?"
- Josh/Bob, we were somehow on the subject of genitals which then led to a needlessly graphic conversation about who had more pubes, was funny as fuck.

Usually, I'd take Monday off but staying home and dying wasn't in my best interest after what happened last week, so I asked if I could come in on Monday and they happily obliged. Spent the day again with Josh/Bob and together, we shattered the record for unloading an entire cargo at 19 minutes, I don't know what it was before but it sure does sound impressive. Warehousing and packing for tomorrow's delivery was all we did, most of it was just sitting about waiting for the next truck, hahaha, the shit we get paid for, man, you have no idea.

Gave away all my Nintendo 64 games to Troy, a mate from work. Must've been about $1200 worth of games, it's not that it was a lot of games but the value of Nintendo 64 cartridges have gone up recently, they've pretty much become a collectible at this point, found out "Super Smash Brothers" alone is worth well over $160 and I gave that away and then some to a dude I barely know. I remember being told the idea of a "random act of kindness" and the concept was too intriguing to ignore and I guess this can count as my random act of kindness. The idea is to sparka chain reaction and trigger some sort of spontaneity to the recipient with hopes that he/she will do the same for another. Even though I could've made a pretty penny from those games, I'd rather not sell them, it'd be like trading in your memories for money, I'd much rather give it some dude who still plays those kinda things, regardless of who he/she is.

Bro, I looked in the mirror at mumsies' house and I have to say, I'm humongous. Like, massive, even I think I'm on roids. Not to toot my own horn but goddamn, I'm sexy, got a long way to go though but I'm pretty proud of my progress. THINGS ARE LOOKING EVEN HIGHER THAN THEY ORIGINALLY WERE!

Dragonfly - Dash Berlin & Carita La Nina


Sunday, 2 March 2014

24ktown.

"Get up, Kevin! We're going to woolies!"
- Dante Le, I never thought I'd see the day that there'd actually be something in my fridge.

I must've been more tired than I thought I was yesterday, I'm pretty sure I passed out for like, 15 hours in total today. They warned me about how taxing this job is but it doesn't really hit you until you go home. I felt like I could take on the world when I'm at work but the moment I go home, shower and put on some music, there is nothing I'd rather be doing than sleep but I suppose that shit is normal. There are people who have been with the company for years and do the exact same thing.

Dante put me on a diet-thingy and goddamn, if I were to keep this up, I'd be broke beyond repair. I don't think I'll ever get into the "eat healthy" fad, despite how beneficial it is, it's like $30 a day, fuck that. Fuck that and everything remotely related to that. Was pretty cool to see something in the fridge though, so that was nice. 

Went to Alex's house to pick up a bunch Nintendo 64 games I had left there years ago, from our good ol' year 9-10 days. Didn't actually see him though, he was sleeping and as much as I wanted to hang around, I left him to his slumber and got home to see Denne and Squishy bumming in my room. As stupid and asshole-ish as this sounds; I completely forgot that I had friends, it's been so long since I've seen them that I just went about my day as if they were never there so it was a good surprise to see them, even if it was just for a brief moment or two. We didn't do much though, talked about what we've been up to and then they had to go someone up or something, I don't know, wasn't paying much attention.

My day off comprised of eating, sleeping, driving, sleeping and eating, like how every day off should be. 

24KTOWN - PARKER

Saturday, 1 March 2014

Losing my amarok.

"It takes a lot to piss me off. I mean, you'd either have to do something really bad, or take my food."
- Josh/Bob, two peas in a pod, man.

Woke up early, man, sucked balls. Saturdays are 6am starts which means I got to get my ass up at 5-5:30 and just saying those words make me tired. I knew I won't be able to wake up that early so I downloaded an alarm software for my laptop the night before. My laptop is hooked up to some fairly decent speakers and holy shit, I fucking shat myself the morning after. Can you imagine setting it to play the drop from "Spaceman" on full blast first thing in the morning? it's fucking insane but that is the consequence of having a job like this I suppose, at least it gets me up, nothing quite like an adrenaline rush with your heart beating at 180 bpm trying to find the mouse because you hid it the night before. I'm an asshole, even to myself.

I pushed Betty harder than I've ever pushed her today, must've went over 7krpm trying to catch up with Josh/Bob's supra, passed him eventually and found out I can use my sunroof to flip him off as I went home so that was nice. There really isn't a point to that sunroof. I could understand it if it were closer to the back of of the car but having it where it is now is basically asking for a crotch in the driver's face if you were to use the sunroof society's way. What's the point of having a sunroof if you're not allowed to poke your upper body through it and be a dick? 

Did an 11 hour shift with Josh/Bob and other than my body giving out in the last few hours, it was a pretty good day. We talked about the business's history and family while going places and dropping off a lot of stuff and even though I was completely knackered the moment we finished, it didn't stop me from doing what I had to do. I can't sit still anymore, sitting still was the one thing I thought I would always do when given the chance but I guess after doing it for so long, there's a certain guilt about it. Sunday is a day off so I wonder what I'll be doing then, hopefully, I'll be sitting still, I still love that shit.

Losing My Amarok - White Panda

Friday, 28 February 2014

Winter.

"I'm gonna 'ave a good ol' fag to sort me lungs out."
- Craig, I honestly cannot get enough of that guy's accent.

"You know, if Jason Statham didn't look like he had a stick up his arse all the time, he'd look like you."
- Kevin Le, trying to describe Craig's appearance.

"You cheeky bugger!"
- Craig, in response to my description, Pommys actually say that :L It's amazing.

Woke up, did some warehousing for Harvey Norman and was told to go home at 12, I'm in no position to argue so I did just that. I never know what to do when I get home so I just took a nap :L it was an awesome one, too. Passed out for 3 or so hours and then got up to have a coffee at Zaraffas, saw faces from work and just kinda sat there with a drink for about an 20 minutes, it was awesome. I thought about what happened today and I don't know if it's ignorant or arrogant for me to say but; life is pretty easy. I got a fun job that pays around $700 a week (got paid today, too! Wooooo, moar moneyz for foodz) and Betty, also have a place to sleep and rest but I can't help but wonder how this will all change when I get married, it's gonna happen eventually and I don't know how well I'll be able to cope with it. Guess I'll just save up til that happens, got nothing better to do with my money anyway. Time to play the waiting game, Mumsies says I have a knack for saving money and I'm gonna get this family on the highroad even if it kills me. We're all gonna make it.

Four Seasons "Winter" - Vivaldi

I have no idea what is happening in this clip either.

Thursday, 27 February 2014

Rhythm of the night.

"Wakey wakey, Kev, we got a drop."
- Beau, when we stopped at fucking Gatton.

Slowly getting to know a little bit about everyone, well, every one of the drivers anyway. I don't think I'll ever get bored of this job, there's just too much to see and talk about but I know I won't be an offsider all the time, eventually I'll get put into warehousing or be put forward for my truck license but for now, imma soak it in. Paired up with Baeu, one of my first instructors and got to see his girlfriend and his bimmer since he lives in Gatton, imagine that, though, driving an hour home for work then driving an hour back to work only to drive back home which would take another hour, I don't know how these people do it, man.

Nothing happened that really stuck but I do remember getting off at Gatton to deliver a dish washer. We were standing in the middle of a massive property, you couldn't see any roads or buildings, only land as far as the eye could see from any direction, I remember looking down to find this depressingly teensy, weensy, tiny piece of poop on the grass and then I got scared, I don't even know why. Why was that piece of poop there? what animal would go out of it's way to walk kilometers just to poop right in the middle of a giant field? There were so many questions and all I got was poop. I never was so glad to be on that truck once we were done with our business. Gatton is fucking crazy, bro, first time there and already my mind is fucked from a piece of shit.

Got home, went to the gym early since I felt pretty good and did my thing, that is, until this bombshell walked in. My god, the moment this asian chick walked in, all hell broke loose. She was being stared by EVERYONE THAT WAS FUCKING BREATHING, her ass was like "BLAM" and her face was like "KAPOW" and when I noticed she was wearing yoga pants I was like "COTDAMN!" Dudes were dropping weights and fucking up and shit, shit was like a walking hazard, everyone was flexing and counting their reps to absurdly high numbers and then I just left, man. There is no way you could focus when she was in there, you just couldn't. There're mirrors so no matter where you looked, you'd see a piece of ass somewhere within sight, even the chicks were drooling over this chick, it was insane. I hope she never comes back, or comes when I'm not there. What a strange thing to get worked up over :L

Rhythm Of The Night (Ellie Gouldding Cover) - Bastille

Wednesday, 26 February 2014

Smoke and fire.

"You like to sing when you're bored as fuck, aye?"
- Josh/Bob, I learnt something about myself because of this.

Old mate Stevie rocked up to work in his Subaru Impreza WRX club spec 2011 and made me figuratively spray white fluids all over myself, he even lent me the car keys to do whatever I wanted but I didn't have the heart to take it for a spin, all I did was sit in it's majestic glory as my boss was screaming at me from the outside in hopes to bring me back to Earth. I was told there were less than 300 of those cars here in Australia, who would've thought that one of those cars would end up in the hands of some laborer that lives in Gatton? Spent the day was Josh/Bob's offsider on our rounds, went to many, many places, which shouldn't be much of a surprise anymore, I haven't done this gig for long but goddamn, I've delivered more shit to houses more than I care to count. The world is massive, man, We spent hours on the road talking about high school, cars and future plans while taking in the view, just hills upon hills, not a speck of civilization in sight, a real quiet, peaceful image. I hope I'll get to be one of those people one day.

I can't tell you amount of times you go to deliver something out in the middle of fucking no where and expect to end up at a shit hole judging by the things you've already seen but acutally end up at a little slice of paradise. I was absolutely astonished to find a mansion-like home in the middle of a massive property surrounded by cows, shoddy-made fences and the lack of everything you thought was everywhere. These people live in gorgeous houses smackbang is the middle of god only knows encased by a view you can't even imagine. I lack the ability to articulate such an experience but man, I could get used to this. You know at the end of 101 Dalmatians how they bought a house/farm to accommodate all the dogs? it was like that but better. Holy shit

I can't wait to get my smartphone fixed, it'd be nice to take pictures and post them up here, the shit that is out there, man, you have no idea, well, you might but I had no idea.

Smoke And Fire - MOOG & Erin Renee

Tuesday, 25 February 2014

Dark warrior.

"That's an understatement."
- Steve, another dude I met at work. He said that right after I told him I was special.

Think I'm gonna have to stop at 71kgs, fasting and working isn't going the way I planned. It's really difficult to do whats required while starving and I guess it was a good run despite being 3kgs shy from my goal. I've gotten in the habit of eating once or twice a day which isn't very good, just don't feel the need to eat as much anymore, guess I'll work towards 68 slowly instead of taking every single precaution to ensure I'll make it from now on, shit was pretty tiring anyway.

I like my job, aside from all the heavy lifting, unreasonable clients, shitty house structures and lack of auxiliary cables in the trucks, it's pretty easy and straight forward, plus I get to go into all these houses, some that are over the top and extravagant and others that are just plain nasty but it comes with the territory I suppose. I don't think I've had a job that's this much suited for me, all that I have to do now is not fuck up because in terms of hierarchy, this place is pretty lax.

I spent most work and day singing songs at the top of my lungs to the outside world as Stevie drove. Songs like "Kids" from MGMT, classic S Club Seven songs, "Teenage Dirtbag", "Jar of Hearts", "Better Half Of Me", random Disney songs as well as what ever popped up on the radio, felt a little bad since Steve had no fucking idea what I was on about most of the time but at that point, any sort of conversation would've lightened the mood, it's hard to suddenly open up to someone you've never met before and I think music (or lack thereof) is a good place to start.

So yeah, that's my life now. Work, eat, gym and sleep, if I'm not doing any of those then I'm doing nothing and I'm starting to like it.

I'm really digging Andrew Rayel's stuff, man. Only listened to like, 4 of his songs and they're all so good. Think I've found mahself a new DJ to follow, goddamn, Armin is good at scouting.

Dark Warrior - Andrew Rayel