Archive for March, 1999

Piss Off, You Top Quality Shape Wannabe

Wednesday, March 31st, 1999

Lately a girl at my work has been gibbering excitedly about the coming of the end of the world. She apparently quite thoroughly believes in Nostradamus’ predictions, and alledgedly the world is going to end on the 29th of May or something. I think that’s a Saturday. (Wouldn’t it be apt if the world ended […]

We Don’t Think You’re Sexy! No, Honest!

Sunday, March 28th, 1999

I was driving around in the city last night with a friend, whose car is an absolute heap. A real heap. Anyway, I’m no expert on cars, but something like the exhaust pipe was blowing somewhere it shouldn’t have been, and it was causing the horn to softly toot now and then - even though […]

The Death Prophecy of a University Student

Sunday, March 21st, 1999

Had an odd experience at my work on Friday. See, I work in the admin section of a university, and we get students complaining all day. It’s their sole reason for existing. “I failed my subject. I BLAME YOU!”, “The Coke machine isn’t working. I BLAME YOU!”, and “I’m having a really bad hair day, […]

Sega World on Drugs, ‘The Dude’, and How I Got Chased by a Copper in Sydney

Tuesday, March 16th, 1999

I’ve just returned from a little holiday to Sydney. There’s a possibility I may have a chance to move up there some time in a few years, so I was sorta checking out if I’d like it or not. The most obvious difference between Melbourne (where I live right now) and Sydney to me, was […]