ok kids, what you are qqboutq to reqfd mqy shock you,but it hqs to bre done, pleqqse fogive the letters but this is the first tile i hqvce used qn english keybooooq=ard in q lon gti;e. i cqn finqllly sympqthise xith qlll you ladies whohhqve beeen hqrqssed, ***, **$*, qrg, too runkm cqnt typei will speqk to you soon,m, hqve q god one kids, speak to you soon, ciqo.... haha, this is me editing this post the next day, i was planning on going over and correcting tha haneous typing errors but i decided to keep it for the comical value. anyway, here is a more coherant account of last night... we arrived in paris just before midday yesterday and spent a fair bit of time buggering about at the train station trying to organise our metro tickets, finally we got that sorted and hopped on, we then spent a lot more time buggering about trying to find somewhere to stay based on my vague memory of the last time i was here about 4months ago, finally we settled in at this nice little place near montmarte after i nearly broke my back lugging my bag around, heavy bastard it is. we didnt do a lot more that afternoon, mainly just eating and slobbing, eventually we made an early start on our drinking and got stuck into a bottle of tequilla, that was probably our first mistake. after nearly finishing that little puppy we decided to head down stairs to socialise, ended up talking way to much politics with a swedish american and a couple of californians, and if anyone knows me and i dont have the highest opinion of americans. we eventually headed out and somewhere along the way after getting some awesome paté panini type thing we met some yugoslavian guy and went to some old man bar and had a drink with him there. ben is a jackass when he is drunk and we spent a long time arguing about shit. after an hour or two there we headed to some club that was pretty packed so we lined up for a good 30mins and eventually got in to find extreme cover charge city... not a bad place though, good music really packed... pitty about the drink prices though. for once my awesome scam of putting all our many layers of jackets together and paying only one coat check didnt work... bastards...eventually i decided to leave but i lost ben somewhere along the way, after bumbling around like a jackass for a bit;the bouncers finally pushed me in the direction of the coat check room. this is where it gets a bit hazy...**i have later come back and taken this part out because i have decided i want to forget all about it, but all ill say is i was a drunken retard and got hit on by some guy really badly and it wasnt cool**...then i somehow managed to stumble my way back to our hostel with more luck than co-ordination and then wrote the masterpiece you see at the beginning of this blog... there were a bunch of people sitting downstairs being festive with drinking games so i decided that i wasnt quite drunk enough and joined in... mostly americans but i managed to keep my insults down to a safe level.. not a bad bunch of people as far as i can remember... so i woke up this moring in my bed fully dressed with no sheets and i had left my jackets downstairs... thankfully they were all still there... today we are headed off for the whirlwind tour of paris hitting all the major tourist spots so benny can crush all his unfounded ideals about what paris is like... that'll do pig... that'll do.
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Thursday, December 23, 2004
I'm Dreaming of a White Christamas
Hey there kids, hows things? whats doin'? Nice was fun and after major dramas with the train costing me a lot of money and time, I finally made it to Lyon. It was really good to see the family again and ben-ji. Had very little sleep there and then all crammed into a mini van type thing and headed for Les Menuires, and here we are. Its so beautiful being in the snow again, i love it. My first white christmas. Amy and mamma are having a little trouble getting the hang of skiing, in fact on the first day i tried to give amy a quick lesson in boarding, and she stuffed her knee and had to sit out for almost three days, i feel kinda bad because now she is really discouraged. Its also a little annoying because ben and lee are at a similar level, but the beginners class is in the afternoon and mine is in the morning, so i cant board with them... i joined in their class today and said i was just there to take photos, that was pretty cool.
I was a little worried for a bit there, I had some issues with my ankles, my boots were giving me grief on one leg and i got some blisters happening, and on the other my boots were crushing my achilles, that happened to me when i went boarding in hotham, i had to go to the doctor and i was out for a couple of days, so i was really scared, so i ended up sitting out for a day and a half, but today it wasnt so bad so i headed out and turned out ok, i still have to be careful though, i still have 3days to go and i want to make the most of them. In fact im goign to check out the weather in a sec... at first snow here was flowing and perfect, but its been sunny for a few days now so its not perfect... so here's hoping for a heavy snowfall! preferably just in time for christmas day...
This morning my class joined with another one and we built a jump, so much fun! we had a landing into really soft snow so we were all trying crazy stuff, i was so close to pulling off a 360°, just fell straight after the landing, but ill get there before i leave. Dad, amy, ben and i all have digi cameras so we are getting quite a collection of photos happening. Ill get them on here when i can.
Yesterday ben and tristan rocked up for a night and that was ok, we didnt do alot though, me and tristan just got stupidly drunk and then went out, but all the bars etc sucked so we just went outside and mucked around with a couple of luges, its pretty funny when you're hammered. I tried to go down a little hill standing on two of them, and ended up smacking my face on the ice, dont worry, im still pretty ;)
Internet here is so expensive! almost 5euros for half an hour, that is absolute robbery... but at least they are playing barry white right now, that almost makes up for it. hehe. Anyway, I better get home for some dinner and an early night, it was a long day today... pretty knackerd. I wish you all a merry christmas and a happy new year. enjoy your sunny weather and think of me freezing my ass off in pitch black stockholm. ciao mes enfants!
I was a little worried for a bit there, I had some issues with my ankles, my boots were giving me grief on one leg and i got some blisters happening, and on the other my boots were crushing my achilles, that happened to me when i went boarding in hotham, i had to go to the doctor and i was out for a couple of days, so i was really scared, so i ended up sitting out for a day and a half, but today it wasnt so bad so i headed out and turned out ok, i still have to be careful though, i still have 3days to go and i want to make the most of them. In fact im goign to check out the weather in a sec... at first snow here was flowing and perfect, but its been sunny for a few days now so its not perfect... so here's hoping for a heavy snowfall! preferably just in time for christmas day...
This morning my class joined with another one and we built a jump, so much fun! we had a landing into really soft snow so we were all trying crazy stuff, i was so close to pulling off a 360°, just fell straight after the landing, but ill get there before i leave. Dad, amy, ben and i all have digi cameras so we are getting quite a collection of photos happening. Ill get them on here when i can.
Yesterday ben and tristan rocked up for a night and that was ok, we didnt do alot though, me and tristan just got stupidly drunk and then went out, but all the bars etc sucked so we just went outside and mucked around with a couple of luges, its pretty funny when you're hammered. I tried to go down a little hill standing on two of them, and ended up smacking my face on the ice, dont worry, im still pretty ;)
Internet here is so expensive! almost 5euros for half an hour, that is absolute robbery... but at least they are playing barry white right now, that almost makes up for it. hehe. Anyway, I better get home for some dinner and an early night, it was a long day today... pretty knackerd. I wish you all a merry christmas and a happy new year. enjoy your sunny weather and think of me freezing my ass off in pitch black stockholm. ciao mes enfants!
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Back in Nice
Hey kids, I'm back in nice, its good to finally have my christmas break, student life was starting to get to me a little up there in Strasbourg, but im ok now, dont worry*. So i arrived here by train on tuesday morning after a nice 12hour trip down, didnt sleep the best but ill get over it. after dropping by cyrille's place to say hi (he has exams right now, last one is today!) went to meet up with tristan and ben that afternoon, went down to the beach and it was actually not too cold, well the water was freezing actually but it wasnt too bad out, so we jumped in for a bit of refreshment, me being the badass i am in just my boxer shorts allowed me to strut around with my huge icicle. ran into my good friend sarah from mexico down there, shes such a bubbly girl that one, good for a laugh! Just sort of hung around and caught up on stories etc and got stuck into some brews about 6ish after a quick powernap chez patrick. started off the night ok, met up with bruno and headed down to the bulldog for happyhour, there was a quiz night on at waynes, we headed over there but it was making a late start, so me and bruno headed over to tapas for some tequilla shots. ran into cyrille there and thats where things start getting hazy for pretty much everyone. this is the story as i have manage to piece it together over the past couple of days; but im still not 100%on the facts. i think i then went back to waynes but i was too late for the quiz night, tristan and ben eventually went to tapas and hit the tequilla themselves and they met cyrille there, that was the last i saw of them as i went to a couple of other bars and met up with several people from school etc.
tristan and ben had way too much tequilla, i think it was something like 8shots in a row for tristan and ben wasnt far behind, cyrille hadnt seen them for a while and eventually one of the bouncers came in carrying ben and told cyrille he fell and hit his head and then on their way out **ben was sitting on the floor outside tapas, and i when they decided it was time to go, ben tried to get up, only to fall down again before he even made it to his feet, head first into the concrete and cut it up pretty bad... thats the last cyrille saw of them for the night, what happened next is anyone's guess but when they woke up in hostpital they were a little confused. when they told me this next part i thought they were kidding but its the truth: they were both strapped to their beds with drips in their arms, ben regained consciousness around 4am and tristan was out cold, ben decided he didnt like this situation so he then proceeded to hudini his way out of there starting by pulling out the drip with his teeth and then loosening his straps, once free he went over to try and wake and free tristan, with little luck, tristan was out cold, a bunch of doctors then came in and decided they didnt like the look of this situation so one stuck a bag on ben's head while another tackled him to the bed, the result of this being that ben was once again strapped to the bed this time with bigger straps with large metal screws, but you cant hold down a dyer, after squirming and wrigging his way for probably close to an hour and a half, he managed to free him self 3/4 of the way when once again sprung by a doctor, "look, you can either bag me again or help me get this last strap off" obviously they decided ben was in a better state this time and let him go, not being to happy about being taken there against their will, they skipped out on the check, apparantly a fireman took them in, but ben isnt too sure thanks to the broken english of the staff. tristan awoke to find himself minus his camera, the sore heads and the lack of expensive electronic goods led these two to conclude they had been mugged and robbed, and as ben had all his things and what appeared to be someone else's blood on his arm, he decided that he had been the worlds best street fighter and taken them all on, tristan has a rahter sore lump on the back of his head and may have been king hit. im personally not sure what happened as it turns out that at least ben's facial injuries were self inflicted.
the next day i met up with them to spend about two hours pissing myself laughing at the retelling of the night's events, there was a lot of finger pointing at me not looking after them in my home town of nice. last night was a bit quieter, met up with a bunch of girls from various countries and got a bit drunk, surprisingly. there were two guys wearing black singlets that tristan decided he didnt like the looks of so he managed to convince hetti to swap shirts with him (she was wearing a black singlet) and went over for some dancing and photo oppurtunities. one of the other guys decided he wasnt going to be outdone with his coolness and so dropped his pants and danced like that, the second singlet dude thought he wanted to be just as cool as this casanova and did the same, tristan of course followed suit. all of this has photo evidence so stay tuned for when i can access my camera and stick them up for public viewing, after a few minutes of this crazy old man dancing squad tristan decided he had had enough and pulled up his pants and did up his belt, one of the other guys wasnt too happy about his and decided it wasnt time yet so went over and undid tristan's belt and dropped his pants for him. this was all very amusing and my face still hurts a little from laughing too much. well this whole story is very disjointed as im very tired, i might have a power nap and come back to fix it up later, speak to you soon kids. we're not in strasbourg anymore are we Toto?
tristan and ben had way too much tequilla, i think it was something like 8shots in a row for tristan and ben wasnt far behind, cyrille hadnt seen them for a while and eventually one of the bouncers came in carrying ben and told cyrille he fell and hit his head and then on their way out **ben was sitting on the floor outside tapas, and i when they decided it was time to go, ben tried to get up, only to fall down again before he even made it to his feet, head first into the concrete and cut it up pretty bad... thats the last cyrille saw of them for the night, what happened next is anyone's guess but when they woke up in hostpital they were a little confused. when they told me this next part i thought they were kidding but its the truth: they were both strapped to their beds with drips in their arms, ben regained consciousness around 4am and tristan was out cold, ben decided he didnt like this situation so he then proceeded to hudini his way out of there starting by pulling out the drip with his teeth and then loosening his straps, once free he went over to try and wake and free tristan, with little luck, tristan was out cold, a bunch of doctors then came in and decided they didnt like the look of this situation so one stuck a bag on ben's head while another tackled him to the bed, the result of this being that ben was once again strapped to the bed this time with bigger straps with large metal screws, but you cant hold down a dyer, after squirming and wrigging his way for probably close to an hour and a half, he managed to free him self 3/4 of the way when once again sprung by a doctor, "look, you can either bag me again or help me get this last strap off" obviously they decided ben was in a better state this time and let him go, not being to happy about being taken there against their will, they skipped out on the check, apparantly a fireman took them in, but ben isnt too sure thanks to the broken english of the staff. tristan awoke to find himself minus his camera, the sore heads and the lack of expensive electronic goods led these two to conclude they had been mugged and robbed, and as ben had all his things and what appeared to be someone else's blood on his arm, he decided that he had been the worlds best street fighter and taken them all on, tristan has a rahter sore lump on the back of his head and may have been king hit. im personally not sure what happened as it turns out that at least ben's facial injuries were self inflicted.
the next day i met up with them to spend about two hours pissing myself laughing at the retelling of the night's events, there was a lot of finger pointing at me not looking after them in my home town of nice. last night was a bit quieter, met up with a bunch of girls from various countries and got a bit drunk, surprisingly. there were two guys wearing black singlets that tristan decided he didnt like the looks of so he managed to convince hetti to swap shirts with him (she was wearing a black singlet) and went over for some dancing and photo oppurtunities. one of the other guys decided he wasnt going to be outdone with his coolness and so dropped his pants and danced like that, the second singlet dude thought he wanted to be just as cool as this casanova and did the same, tristan of course followed suit. all of this has photo evidence so stay tuned for when i can access my camera and stick them up for public viewing, after a few minutes of this crazy old man dancing squad tristan decided he had had enough and pulled up his pants and did up his belt, one of the other guys wasnt too happy about his and decided it wasnt time yet so went over and undid tristan's belt and dropped his pants for him. this was all very amusing and my face still hurts a little from laughing too much. well this whole story is very disjointed as im very tired, i might have a power nap and come back to fix it up later, speak to you soon kids. we're not in strasbourg anymore are we Toto?
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Vingt-Deux
Hey kids, whats doin? Here I am, 22 years old, yup old man james is in the house. I have done many things in my time, i have grown my hair: long, shaved it all off, in plats, afro, undercut, bleached and had various objects cut into it such as an Ankh and an Alien, but on this wonderful day to commemorate teh most uncelebrated of birthdays I thought i would go and get myself the crappest haircut ever. Just looking at it you wouldnt guess that it was too bad, you would just say it was a below average standard rush job. But no. I gladly handed over close to AU$30 to get stabbed and attacked, to have hair spinkled through my various layers of clothing, all synthetic; and who loves to hold on to hair more than a synthetic shirt? yeah baby. And my personal favorite part was when she came at me with a blade; oh yes, shaving cream? a bit of foam? no. maybe a drop of gel? no. oli? ha! how bout a splash of warm water? GET OUT OF HERE, we are talking metal and skin here kids, why would you expect anything else.
As my birthday falls smack bang in the middle of exam week, I wont be having a huge one unfortunately... But I will have an aperatif or two tonight and see where I end up. Fun Stuff no?
As my birthday falls smack bang in the middle of exam week, I wont be having a huge one unfortunately... But I will have an aperatif or two tonight and see where I end up. Fun Stuff no?
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Fête Internationale
Hi kids, whats doin bros and cuzzes? Just sitting here feeling sorry for myself with a mother of a hangover.. This week has been fairly uneventful, just preparing myself for test week next week... I think I should be ok, but I better get some serious study done tomorrow to make up for the total write-off that was today.
Last night was the international students party at uni, not bad at all. I met up with Alderich (Holland, right) and checked it out, so cheap! I'm pretty sure i spent about 7€ all night and got completely written off, once i was nicely boozed on tequilla and beer, i hit teh dancefloor and there was no stopping me... after that it's a bit of a blurr, I have no idea how i got from there to another party/club, and i remember not alot while i was there, i do remember losing my jacket and having a go at the coat check dude and then after about 15minutes of being an ass, Mattias (Belgium, middle) found it lying on a chair somewhere, go me. Im pretty sure I had a good night overall though, now that im not drinking so often I think i'm softening up in my alcohol capacities, I'll have to watch that one... Aside from that things are pretty normal here, not alot of exciting stuff to report. Not long now and I'll be 22! on wednesday i will offically be an old man, how depressing, oh well, another year gone by and am i a little wiser? you tell me. Then not long again and ill be off to nice to start the 3week party/snowboarding fest that is to be, I should have some good photos and some stories to tell after that!
Terrible! Mamma got broken into earlier this week while was in bali! they did a real number on our house, stole heaps of jewelry, guitars, dvd players, dvds the works, they were actually pretty strange crims really, didnt take tvs stereos or computers, but they took my document folder with all my tax info and academic records... strange. As a result, stroosey is moving in with mamma and staying on while she is here in france. Should be good, our own personal guard dog hehe. That'll do for now people i'll speak to you soon kids.
Last night was the international students party at uni, not bad at all. I met up with Alderich (Holland, right) and checked it out, so cheap! I'm pretty sure i spent about 7€ all night and got completely written off, once i was nicely boozed on tequilla and beer, i hit teh dancefloor and there was no stopping me... after that it's a bit of a blurr, I have no idea how i got from there to another party/club, and i remember not alot while i was there, i do remember losing my jacket and having a go at the coat check dude and then after about 15minutes of being an ass, Mattias (Belgium, middle) found it lying on a chair somewhere, go me. Im pretty sure I had a good night overall though, now that im not drinking so often I think i'm softening up in my alcohol capacities, I'll have to watch that one... Aside from that things are pretty normal here, not alot of exciting stuff to report. Not long now and I'll be 22! on wednesday i will offically be an old man, how depressing, oh well, another year gone by and am i a little wiser? you tell me. Then not long again and ill be off to nice to start the 3week party/snowboarding fest that is to be, I should have some good photos and some stories to tell after that!
Terrible! Mamma got broken into earlier this week while was in bali! they did a real number on our house, stole heaps of jewelry, guitars, dvd players, dvds the works, they were actually pretty strange crims really, didnt take tvs stereos or computers, but they took my document folder with all my tax info and academic records... strange. As a result, stroosey is moving in with mamma and staying on while she is here in france. Should be good, our own personal guard dog hehe. That'll do for now people i'll speak to you soon kids.
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