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[Jan. 8th, 2008|10:07 pm] |
Hey folks, moving over to ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) mikestuchbery. Add me if you wish to continue following my muddled journey through life. If not, no problem, thanks for tagging along.
Will be keeping this journal, just not updating. Too many memories here to delete. |
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[Jan. 8th, 2008|05:51 pm] |
Potentially interesting meme that's going around, and I'd be interested to hear your suggestions...
Post something you think I should do or try to do in 2008. Big or small, silly or earth-changing. |
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[Jan. 8th, 2008|01:04 am] |
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I've been obsessed with the Crank That Soulja Boy dance since I got here. Cait and I do it in the living room, causing the dogs to go buckwild. So, to make sure I don't forget, I'm posting the instructional video. |
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[Jan. 7th, 2008|05:54 pm] |
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Tonight it's me, a digital camera and a bunch of southern cemeteries! |
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| Sic Transit Gloria Mikeybidness |
[Jan. 5th, 2008|03:42 pm] |
Seeing as I'm on the other side of the world, I figure now would be a good time to evaluate what I end up doing with this journal. I've had it for six years, since before 9/11. I met the love of my life through it. I've made some great friends. I've had a lot of fun. But I don't feel like I'm writing much of substance here. I also think that my journal has caused a lot of personal drama, most of which I've brought upon myself. It's also had a marked effect on those around me and my loved ones. I'm almost thirty - time to stop stupid playground bullshit. So, I'm going to have a think about it and we'll see what happens. Maybe I'll come back in some new form here. Maybe I'll start that 'grown-up' blog I've always talked about and had a crack at, many times. We'll se
Also, space/time is messing up on my journal. I've had to delete the house entry in order to make further posts. All this moving around has messed with my Macbook's clock something crazy. It didn't help that it took me about five minutes to work out what day it is - something about this place encourages napping on awesome sofas and recliners, so I'm still wicked groggy. This is the ideal holiday location - I've got more sleep here than I did for the entirety for my working year in 2007. |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2008|01:54 am] |
I just literally punched the half-decade old computer here in Cait's old room - riddled with bugs and virii like a high school cheerleader shifting around uncomfortably in a chair in a doctor's office waiting room - into accepting broadband through a Verizon reciever. I think I might have brought the machine nack from the point of landfill. I am a golden god.
Long day. Went shopping, bought a lot of stuff, including football gear for the upcoming season. Also a few books on local folklore and a few on Johnny Cashm though I can't find his autobiography.
Hitting the weights tomorrow. Time to harden up.
Can I convince any of you meaty fellas into trying out the Croydon Rangers this season? |
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[Jan. 1st, 2008|12:50 am] |
We just attended Tallapoosa, Ga's annual NYE Possum Drop, in which a Possum in a glass bowl is lowered from the top of a building at the stroke of midnight, accompanied by fire from Civil War artillery. Also, an local hair metal band plays the hits of Aerosmith.
Gotta say, best NYE in a while. |
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[Dec. 29th, 2007|09:43 pm] |
I'm sitting in Cait's room, desperately hoping the Giants bring the Patriots winning streak to an end. Half time, and the score is 21-16 in favour of the Giants.
It's been a ridiculously chill time. We've been mostly kicking it here on the property, exploring. I'm told there's indian graves on the property and I'm hoping to get some snaps to send to my brother, I figure he'd get a kick out of them.
Loving ny new Macbook, 30 Rock and Chef Chen's Chinese Buffet.
Oh yeah, and Tom Brady is a little bitch. |
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[Dec. 26th, 2007|11:03 pm] |
It's been nice to be disconnected from the crazy pipe for the last couple of days. May keep it up.
So, let's see, since I last posted...
- Accidentally took a limo to the airport.
- Caught a plane to LA, another to ATL.
- Got picked up, ate at Cracker Barrel.
- Ate too much Turkey.
- Ate too much Fish.
- Drove down the 'Haint Road', looking for ghosts.
- Been drunk.
It's been restful and awesome and there's plenty to come.
It's pretty much decided we're moving ober here ASAP.
Later! |
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[Dec. 23rd, 2007|01:40 pm] |
We were very lucky to get to America. Our Melbourne to Sydney flight was delayed two hours and the Pacific leg of the trip was nearly cancelled by Jetstar as a result.
Note, don't fly Jetstar without preordering your food or Video On Demand. You're fucked otherwise.
We got into Honolulu at 8am this morning - I was surprised to see Cait getting more of a hard time than me in going through customs, even having been fingerprinted and photographed in the process. After much consternation, we finally made it into town and went to this place, which was a total tourist place, but a damn good tourist trap with great burgers and the best pina colada I've ever tasted. Hell, what the fuck man, I'm a tourist, I'm supposed to do these things.
We made it to the beach, bought boardies and a towel and spent about three hours frollicking in the surf, before finding this hotel, the Outrigger, and getting soused in the bar.
Now we're just chilling, waiting until its time to get a taxi and get back to the airport and pick up our bags.
Mahalo! |
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