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Dec. 16th, 2007 05:12 amI'm breaking my no posting while on vacation rule. Shut up. It's 5am (posting at this time seems to becoming a habit of mine) and I can't sleep.
Last night I went to the Powerhouse in Brisbane and Laura and I saw American comedian Arj Barker perform. Firstly, he's awesome, I laughed so hard I ended up with a massive headache afterwards. He goes from making shit and ball jokes to saying something that is quite intelligently funny, he's very entertaining to watch. Secondly, he is a very, very nice guy. We bought his CD and DVD afterwards and he was signing everyone's and taking pictures. Laz wanted a picture, so I took it. We went to the loo and came out and she went to look at the picture but it hadn't saved in her phone. We went back and he was very cool and didn't mind posing for another one. He invited us backstage (he said something about it being easier to take the picture, I didn't quite understand but fuck, I'm not exactly gonna complain when a good looking guy invites me backstage), I took the pic and we had a bit of a chat. Again I'm going to say, what a NICE GUY.
So yeah, that was all good. Laura drove us up to Brisbane (about an hour from where we live) and we only got lost once and managed to find our way back onto the right street with relative ease, so that was awesome.
The night got shit when I got home to the place I'm looking after and found the FUCKING DOG HAS RUN AWAY. That dog is the whole reason I stay here and while I'm sure my aunt will understand (the dog dug her way out, it wasn't as if I left the gate open or anything) I still feel bloody guilty. Fingers crossed someone finds her. She has a collar on with my aunt's mobile number plus she's microchipped. All the same...FUUUUUUCK.
Last night I went to the Powerhouse in Brisbane and Laura and I saw American comedian Arj Barker perform. Firstly, he's awesome, I laughed so hard I ended up with a massive headache afterwards. He goes from making shit and ball jokes to saying something that is quite intelligently funny, he's very entertaining to watch. Secondly, he is a very, very nice guy. We bought his CD and DVD afterwards and he was signing everyone's and taking pictures. Laz wanted a picture, so I took it. We went to the loo and came out and she went to look at the picture but it hadn't saved in her phone. We went back and he was very cool and didn't mind posing for another one. He invited us backstage (he said something about it being easier to take the picture, I didn't quite understand but fuck, I'm not exactly gonna complain when a good looking guy invites me backstage), I took the pic and we had a bit of a chat. Again I'm going to say, what a NICE GUY.
So yeah, that was all good. Laura drove us up to Brisbane (about an hour from where we live) and we only got lost once and managed to find our way back onto the right street with relative ease, so that was awesome.
The night got shit when I got home to the place I'm looking after and found the FUCKING DOG HAS RUN AWAY. That dog is the whole reason I stay here and while I'm sure my aunt will understand (the dog dug her way out, it wasn't as if I left the gate open or anything) I still feel bloody guilty. Fingers crossed someone finds her. She has a collar on with my aunt's mobile number plus she's microchipped. All the same...FUUUUUUCK.
