Loooong weekends
I'm going to Tasmania tomorrow morning (yay) so in order to fill in time sitting at my computer at work and look like i'm doing work but am actually wasting the time till I can leave work and go home and eat dinner and watch tv and go to bed and get up in the morning and go to Tasmania, I thought i'd share some of the most interesting emails I've received this week.
From one of my colleagues:
Dear CEs,
Considering briefing OTBT coverage? When calculating research expenses, be sure to factor in the cost of weapons and ammunition...
This makes my job sound much more interesting than it is. Although I have had an author ask for an inflated fee as 'danger pay' to go to Singapore. A terrifying place if you're smuggling in a few kilos of smack - i'll give you that.
From a friend:
Dude-ohs - I'm clowning around the brown town for the second half of August and all of September if we wanna hit the camp scene (as a row of tents). Bit busy and in NSW before then. Just not Grand Final weekend eh?
Go Blues! Evils at the Cathedrals? Prim at the Prom? C
I didn't understand this email the first three times I read it. Where is brown town? Why would I go for the Blues? Still, I do like camping with these people. It consists of sitting around a fire for hours on end drinking cask wine. Yesssss.
From my mum:
Just thought I would let you know that Adam and Kate seem to be OK. Adam was apparently hit with lumps of wood but appears to just have some soreness as a result and no broken bones. Kate still has some grazing on her back that needs to heal up. Thank goodness Kate managed to get a call to the police on her mobile or things sould have been much worse. Apparently the police got there very quickly and in force, causing the gang to scatter.
Both have given lengthy statements to police. Adam and Clare decided against going to the snow which was wise I think.
I hope you are both well.
Love Mum
How fucking hardcore.
This is what happened: my cousins, and four of their friends, were strolling through Newtown in Sydney last Saturday night when they were ambushed by a gang of 30, yes 30, who proceeded to beat the shit out of them with lumps of wood. My cousin Kate managed to call the police on her mobile before one of the gang members stole her phone and dragged her 100m down the road by her hair. Apparently six police cars arrived within five minutes of the phone call which is just as well cause I can't imagine that it would have been a pretty sight if much more time had passed. I've never heard of a gang of this size, and strolling down an inner city street looking for a fight. Scary. Anyway, they're ok now and they've made my Victim of Crime post look very lame.
From another lurvely friend:
Oi
how goes it?I'm gonna go see Nina's band play at the brunswick green this saturday arvo. Wanna come? i'll prolly head down at around 4pm.
Of course, i can't go cause I'll be swigging shiraz and gorging on soft cheeses in front of a log fire in a cabin in the mountains in Tasmania, BUT I have asked that undies be thrown on stage.
As a side note, typing this post lasted exactly the same amount of time as listening to the whole of Loose Fur's 'Born Again in the USA'. I like the symmetry of that and that this blog had a soundtrack.
From one of my colleagues:
Dear CEs,
Considering briefing OTBT coverage? When calculating research expenses, be sure to factor in the cost of weapons and ammunition...
This makes my job sound much more interesting than it is. Although I have had an author ask for an inflated fee as 'danger pay' to go to Singapore. A terrifying place if you're smuggling in a few kilos of smack - i'll give you that.
From a friend:
Dude-ohs - I'm clowning around the brown town for the second half of August and all of September if we wanna hit the camp scene (as a row of tents). Bit busy and in NSW before then. Just not Grand Final weekend eh?
Go Blues! Evils at the Cathedrals? Prim at the Prom? C
I didn't understand this email the first three times I read it. Where is brown town? Why would I go for the Blues? Still, I do like camping with these people. It consists of sitting around a fire for hours on end drinking cask wine. Yesssss.
From my mum:
Just thought I would let you know that Adam and Kate seem to be OK. Adam was apparently hit with lumps of wood but appears to just have some soreness as a result and no broken bones. Kate still has some grazing on her back that needs to heal up. Thank goodness Kate managed to get a call to the police on her mobile or things sould have been much worse. Apparently the police got there very quickly and in force, causing the gang to scatter.
Both have given lengthy statements to police. Adam and Clare decided against going to the snow which was wise I think.
I hope you are both well.
Love Mum
How fucking hardcore.
This is what happened: my cousins, and four of their friends, were strolling through Newtown in Sydney last Saturday night when they were ambushed by a gang of 30, yes 30, who proceeded to beat the shit out of them with lumps of wood. My cousin Kate managed to call the police on her mobile before one of the gang members stole her phone and dragged her 100m down the road by her hair. Apparently six police cars arrived within five minutes of the phone call which is just as well cause I can't imagine that it would have been a pretty sight if much more time had passed. I've never heard of a gang of this size, and strolling down an inner city street looking for a fight. Scary. Anyway, they're ok now and they've made my Victim of Crime post look very lame.
From another lurvely friend:
Oi
how goes it?I'm gonna go see Nina's band play at the brunswick green this saturday arvo. Wanna come? i'll prolly head down at around 4pm.
Of course, i can't go cause I'll be swigging shiraz and gorging on soft cheeses in front of a log fire in a cabin in the mountains in Tasmania, BUT I have asked that undies be thrown on stage.
As a side note, typing this post lasted exactly the same amount of time as listening to the whole of Loose Fur's 'Born Again in the USA'. I like the symmetry of that and that this blog had a soundtrack.
posted by Krock at 10:29 PM
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