<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635</id><updated>2011-11-29T04:19:38.088+11:00</updated><title type='text'>chesher</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-3506300184413124886</id><published>2011-01-11T00:02:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:27:27.749+11:00</updated><title type='text'>post k breakup</title><content type='html'>wow. it has been along time. well what to say. I have had quite a good four years since I have last written here and I suppose it goes to show you how bad a time I am having now because I am writing on here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried with the greatest of my efforts to pursue the success of myself while at the same time have a loving relationship with the one that I love while being as true to myself as I could possibly be. In a way I have become very successful. Career wise I have accomplish many things that I thought could never be possible from someone of my stature, growing up where I did and under the conditions that I did while being surrounded by the folk that I did. Very few people truly understand what this means to me to have overcome this accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second most I have had the opportunity to be with the girl of my dreams, something that alot of people will never experience.  Its like a moment in time, or a blink of the eye. I dont know how I got here to this place or how I can get myself back to where I used to be. I stop for only a moment to be haunted once again by memories or a dream that she will walk back into my life and forgive me for my imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get sad, very sad, I want to cry but cant, then I get angry, that I have been left like this, angry that there i someone in the world that i care that much for and that i have opened myself up to and has that kind of power over me so that i can feel this much hurt. I look around and see my room, our room. my bed, our bed. i can still see her things piled in my room. I look on facebook and and reminded of a time when i was happier by those stupid photo pop ups on the right hand column, and once again i fall back into despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you world. fuck you, Why cant I stop this. why cant I just let this go and be free. be free of this torment. why. because i still fucking love her. fuck im an idiot. I had the world in my hands and I dropped it. now all I have is a hope. a small painful torturous hope. a date. a time. 2 years from now. 25th November 2012. its cruel in a way. cruel to make me suffer. but im a fool and I did it to myself. hanging on to a dream. a dream that I thought I could achieve. to do the impossible. to have that life that most people wish for. a happy marriage, a house, 2 kids, the perfect job. im sorry the world has other plans for me. other plans that I am not aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am leaving, off to see what it is the world has for me. off to travel to new and exiting places. off to visit friends long lost. but really I am running away. I cant handle this life here. this shadow of a dream. so close, so close by. I cant stop my mind from dreaming about her while I sleep, or about wild fantasies about everyday normal stuff. so im leaving. and I dont care about all the small things I have accumulated, or any of the things that I have achieved, or about how, or where I will live and survive. but im leaving and not coming back. not for 2 years that is. and then I will roll the dice and see what the world has for me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-3506300184413124886?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/3506300184413124886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=3506300184413124886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/3506300184413124886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/3506300184413124886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-k-breakup.html' title='post k breakup'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-6865135050398719725</id><published>2007-05-16T21:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:38:10.602+10:00</updated><title type='text'>alcohol free zone</title><content type='html'>Saturday me and the boys head back to the net cafe and play some more CS. we actually dont get there till late and then leave till around 12mid. oh shit its saturday lets go out drinking. lannignon meeting up with lorraien and the other cousins at paseo. so we all get ready and head to paseo only to get there and find out the girls have headed to autoshop and that  theyre not selling any more liquor because of the election and theyres a total alcohol ban. Prevention of fights and murders during the lead up to the voting and the actual day itself. maybe even some form of anti corruption too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we taxi it across to autoshop where its pumping but they too have stopped selling liquor. so the 8 or us head in and for 100 peso get entry and two free drinks. yay! ice tea my shout! and we get ice tea and a few bottles of water. Then we meet up with the girls. they got 1 round of drinks in. we chat and dance and enjoy 5 whole songs and then. wammo! mmusic lights get the hell out of my club speech adn dont forget to sell you votes for 300 peso. then get your money and bring it back to the club and we will get you some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave and head to get some food. at least theyres no food ban. and we head to sinagag. This meat rice and egg place in lahug just down the road from where i live. The service was terrible. it is open 24 hrs a day and the guy serving me reminded me of mark for some reason. maybe because he looked angry. but he didn't wana be there and didnt'e want to serve us. So after our wait we finally get served and well. the food was good. i enjoyed it and sice i didnt eat dinner i had two meals. yeah pigging out. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wating to pay the bill and i hear some yelling. two  guys are arguing over something. maybe a girl. my cousin says theyre part of the fraternity. then they start yelling louder and we all know where this is heading. pushing and shoving and then wham, one guy gets hit and all hell breaks loose. bout 10 gys smasking the crap out of each other. 2 on 1. 1  on  1. lots of smashing and violence. then they run and one gyu gets kicked up against a car adn another guy gets bottled. After they disperse the girls start yelling "i told you, i told you" and something in cebuano. luckily they kept the violecne to the street while we remainsed safe in the resturant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-6865135050398719725?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/6865135050398719725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=6865135050398719725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/6865135050398719725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/6865135050398719725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/05/alcohol-free-zone.html' title='alcohol free zone'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-3638694628433906153</id><published>2007-05-12T20:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:04:36.614+10:00</updated><title type='text'>week 1 review</title><content type='html'>ok so its hard to get to a damn computer for long enough to check my emails but a persistent blogger should always manage to get there especially when travelling. oh well. maybe im just having too much fun. oh will promise to get my photo and video links in too. damn its too much to do in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe its been aweek already. ia m missing everyone back home. especially you k. its really hot. thursday was 39 deg and 100 precent humidity. damn and i was hung over as all hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since last sunday, i think its been like this&lt;br /&gt;sunday - autoshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - billiards&lt;br /&gt;we went out to this biliards hall with my ate me-ann and the boys of course, and then drank red horse and played billiards all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - we cant remember what we did&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - we cant remeber and its only been three days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday - kareoke&lt;br /&gt;so we were in the moo dfor a bit of singing and not really up for a big dance night and drinking. its the first time ive seen matel since i got here and she brought a friend along brian who was really nice. kinda reminded me of kong, not that he looked the same but i met him at a kareoke place and that he sounded the same too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday - pump&lt;br /&gt;we went out to the new dance place that seemed to be full of karean tourists. oh and my crew. they played rnb rap adn snoop and akon and the likes. i recently discovered the panoramic picture mode on my camera and have been havigna ball with it but soon discovered its nearly impossible to take three straight photos ina club with the strobe flashign in each one for a perfect photo. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alfies came along and rabbi was already drunk because he had to battle his dad in a drinking game insead of comign and playing counterstike with us earlier on inthe day. but i was all good. it was leeuwens girlfriend "may's" bday and hell it was friday so we all wanted to go out and party big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up after CS and then i watched the end of the variety showdown at the chapel, part of the fiesta that my uncle is hosting. there was dance groups like boys band style as well as a kids dance groups. then there were singing acts and inbetween them all were filo lady boys performign all kinds of acts usually extremely funny bagging out almost anything really. mainly sex adn girls who dress pretty. really kinda tasteless humour but really funny when a drag queen does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then funniest bit was this boy dance group of about 10 guys on stage and theyre doing this dance when my auntie gets up and starts dancign inthe middle of their formation and wriggling her bum at them. they didn't seem too happy. i think shes one of the crazy ones. or maybe drunk. or just really funny. seems really nice in the day time actually. yeah gotta love that almario blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-3638694628433906153?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/3638694628433906153/comments/default' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-6541905693801472134</id><published>2007-05-07T16:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:47:55.672+10:00</updated><title type='text'>first sunday partying</title><content type='html'>so i slept most of the first night. i went and visited kj and started watching flags of our fathers about the americans on iwo jima, but fell asleep.  and pretty much crashed the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday however was much more exciting. well i got a bit excited with shopping and stated getting all the things ive been holding out on. new phone new wallet shirt food food food. spiderman 3. kinda boring and yet action scenes were good but i can never take that nerdy dude from that 70's show as a serious venom. sorry but spidey you boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so went to  spidey, you kinda pay for entry and can come in anytime and just watch the show through as many time as you want. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went out after wards to bar called autoshop. nothing got to do with cars but my cousin likes it. has pool tables. standard game here is 9 ball. sucky, and theres a kareoke place with lots of gays which we didn't go to and a dancefloor which had extrememly bright flashing strobe. hehehe. very drunk by this point and ready to crash. did i mention its hot. ooh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiesta soon then boracay then manilla and bohol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-6541905693801472134?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/6541905693801472134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Pre philos flight 2007</title><content type='html'>I decided to start my trip by having a farewell BBQ in which i made little to no effort in organiseing other than telling ppl along the way. Two reasons. i couldn't  be bothered. ys i am slack, and the other because i didn't want a massive party because i had to be up at 4:30 to be at the airport. Yes a valid excuse but i had already planned on not sleeping at all that night anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to the airpost around 5 which was right on time except for the fact that when i asked my mum when our flight was she said 8am, what she actually meant was it was at 10am and that we needed to be there by 8am, so we were a whole 5 hrs early. thanks mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the whole thing was fine and i ended up sleeping 6 hrs of the trip anyway. the best way to travel. I have to admit flying around the plume of circulumbus clouds and multilayers of rain clouds on our way into manilla never ceases to amaze me. Also flying out of manilla and into cebu at night time with specatacular views of the city lit up by it street light and massive dark patches inbetween which i know to be slum areas is also a favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into cebu and the amount of people at the standby for assistance is amazing. australia is a ghost town in comparison to the amount of jobs that exist. there is someone here to help you wiht every part of the journey for a few peso. whilst in aust no one would get off the couch for less that 15 bucks an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and its hot. really hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-8311064964045652702?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/8311064964045652702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=8311064964045652702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/8311064964045652702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/8311064964045652702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/05/pre-philos-flight-2007.html' title='Pre philos flight 2007'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-925436513834365778</id><published>2007-03-27T10:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T10:33:30.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so ive been pretty busy and have filled my life with alot of thingy that take up all my time. right now i work at the lab and am soo moving to the aartamon. Between kylie and work and fishbowl theres no time remaining. i work at sbs on sundays in online playing out the world game to air and the newshour. i play wii and muck around on my pc. Between myspace, youtube and hotmail i cant spend too much time in front of a computer before getting annoyed or my eyes start hurting and i get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost, heroes and deadwood to finish watching, and prison break, battlestar gallactica and trailor park boys as well as a whole catalogue of movies and tv shows i want to catch up on before im even close to ontop of that aspect of my life. Without even mentioning thebooks that i am not reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what it really comes down to is a focus thing. I have to focus my efforts on a selection of things so right now i cant and dont put the effort into this blog that i should. so i will take a break from it even though i haven't maintained it for a while now untill i go to philippines which is only a month from now anyway. so untill i leave for the tropical climates i am officially offline (blogwise) untill then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-925436513834365778?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/925436513834365778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=925436513834365778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/925436513834365778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/925436513834365778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-so-ive-been-pretty-busy-and-have.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-6238793162749578550</id><published>2007-03-06T10:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T10:55:03.208+11:00</updated><title type='text'>rnd catch up post</title><content type='html'>so i have been hit with this ridiculous flu thingy going around and its a pain in the ass to say the least. Every one is sick and im at work and im going home early for rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have managed to convert the noobz boys to risk and am proud to say have them addicted. You know when that game gets soo good that your no longer caring about continental bonuses or whether or not your going to win, your convincing one player to stab the other in the back. Lots of fun. heheh must go out an buy the classic original version me thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner party was pretty good on sat night but the fact i was in a bad mood and grumpy i ended up having a bad night overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electrical storm was great and there are some nice photos popping up on everyones flickr and photo bucket sites.  heores rocks and will lost please finish off after this series FFS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-6238793162749578550?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/6238793162749578550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=6238793162749578550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/6238793162749578550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/6238793162749578550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/03/rnd-catch-up-post.html' title='rnd catch up post'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-117124145633891308</id><published>2007-02-12T11:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:50:56.340+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday K</title><content type='html'>Happy Bday Kylie! Your a beautiful young woman and i am glad to celebrate your bday with you. And i hope for many more to come. Love you. xxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-117124145633891308?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/117124145633891308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=117124145633891308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/117124145633891308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/117124145633891308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-k.html' title='Happy Birthday K'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-117124120832973588</id><published>2007-02-12T11:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:46:48.346+11:00</updated><title type='text'>jan feb wrap chesh and scottie bday party</title><content type='html'>wow. its been a while. kinda been busy as you may well have noticed this is what happens when i get busy i tend to leave my blog in shambles and run down as i go off and party up hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January / Febuary has to be i'd say the best month of my life and most definitely better than the first golden age. it been quite filled with life experiences indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party went off with a blast. Not as big as newies but entertaining nonetheless. Joeal and the canb boys came up for a few drinks. thanks bros. Wouldn't have been the same without you. Sorry i didn't make it out to the cross. Bit to smashed on that french voddie of yours. hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa made it up from canberra too and from the outlook i had a feeling her and scottie would hit it off extremely well. Aaah i hate being so right about things. Ok so now im bragging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sbs all star group made an appearance and lasting to all hours in the morning till we had the cops show up and the party came to an end when everyone eventually crashed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bday Scottie. The noobz boys are having a party year. hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-117124120832973588?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/117124120832973588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=117124120832973588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/117124120832973588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/117124120832973588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/02/jan-feb-wrap-chesh-and-scottie-bday.html' title='jan feb wrap chesh and scottie bday party'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116952564230439300</id><published>2007-01-23T15:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:19:59.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'>its party time</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/366616315_c7f72fcc21.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116952564230439300?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116952564230439300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116952564230439300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116952564230439300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116952564230439300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-party-time.html' title='its party time'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/366616315_c7f72fcc21_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116909403104570867</id><published>2007-01-18T15:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T15:20:31.063+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems that when i get on this thing im always in a bad mood. i think it has something to do with the fact that if im in a bad mood which believe it or not happens quite regularly i think alot about why im like that and why i do ridiculously stupid and destructive things in my life. then whilst im thinking about what im doing im quite. and then it looks like im ignoring everyone or im pissed off at them which makes the situation even more intesnse and leads on to more bad energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason since dangar island ive just been in a bad mood. i can really explain it. i have nothing actually wrong in my life and  everything really is going pretty good. so what im doing is creating stress and drama from nothing, getting worked up over little meaningless issues that usually i dont care about, geting picky on people and very quickly becoming agitated and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can explain it on is my anxiety. dangar was so relaxing and peaceful, even though we did get pretty smashed, and then to come back and have all the dramas and crap of reality. Ive been so very distant lately, cant concentrate, day dreaming, moody, bored and spiteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only say sorry. and maybe reconsider those fing pills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116909403104570867?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116909403104570867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116909403104570867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116909403104570867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116909403104570867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-seems-that-when-i-get-on-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116839715102761946</id><published>2007-01-10T13:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T13:45:51.036+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wagga xmas</title><content type='html'>wagga isn't that bad a place, especially as everytime i go back its this massive high school reunion where i keep running into the same people. Unfortunately the timing was so unlucky that the day i arrived clint left and the day he came back i left. maybe next time. I did happen to catch up with brad and metty lemon and gareth for a night out at the vic. pretty quiet night. i think everyone was saving themselves for xmas eve.  Me and alyssa were busting it up on the dance floor.  mind you i was wasted on yager bombs. 'P great night. ended up back at blairs house and found out the chick he married is one of d's friend i used to go drinking with in 1st year. crazy how small this world is. actually had more fun at the kebab shop afterwards running into people than at the pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas did family thing, watched kingdom of heaven, ate food. got angry with family. same old same old. went to capital with sister and joseph. got drunk again, danced it up with maree on the dance floor. heheheh shes so funny. man im sick of that club. nothing changes. its still the same old crapital. keep forgetting but in the end once your back the memories never lie. yep. its crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went and took alyssa to see happy feet on boxing day, but not before a few drinks and a game of pool. she loved that movie. i thought the 1st half was pretty close to perfect with character development and story plot. and it felt nice too. then the second half was all needing to finish the story and explain the moral of man destroying nature and all that jazz. Probably should have gone to the farrer and celebrated with all the boys playing cricket but kinda forgot and then just ended up hanging out with stingles for a bit. was good to be back in that same old ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch at auntie lisa's caught up with rommel for a bit then drove back. aaaaahhhhh. and now i get pissed off with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck joey fuck. thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116839715102761946?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116839715102761946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116839715102761946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116839715102761946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116839715102761946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/01/wagga-xmas.html' title='wagga xmas'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116839606687750261</id><published>2007-01-10T13:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T13:27:46.886+11:00</updated><title type='text'>f u fam a lee</title><content type='html'>Made very long and painfully annoying journey to wagga with sister and two kids. Family have got to be by far the most frustrating and annoying people in the world that you just cant get rid of. Im just saying this because my family are the least affection people who give me the least of consideration time and thought to anything i do and constantly constantly are screwing me over and bringing me down. so to start off the year i am giving them a big thumbs down and a big middle finger up to my family who i am extremely upset, disapointed and pissed off with. I will get over it but atm i dont give a shit what your all doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116839606687750261?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116839606687750261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116839606687750261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116839606687750261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116839606687750261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2007/01/f-u-fam-lee.html' title='f u fam a lee'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116659551790119299</id><published>2006-12-20T17:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:18:37.916+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>One day im flat out workng around 16 hours straight then heading out at 2 in the morning to catch up with fellow insomniac for a coffee, burger and some random gaming challenge around the north shore, crashing out at 5am then waking at 9 ready for another heactic day. to.. finishing at 6 and thats pretty much it. Also the other thing is that were finally heading into the last week of the year for the building and there have been alot of moving upgrading adn rennovation between here and the artarmon building. so last week way the first week that library, car2 and client services have moved leaving me essentially with only my funroom friends, one of which is my boss and the other of which is my monkey. love you both but i need to get away sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i wander aimlessly from one room to the next hoping to visit and chat, and then get smacked with a flurry of dispair and lonliness as a i realise all my work buddies have up'd and left. wouldn't have been a problem if gabriel didn't finish at the same time as i woullda still been working my ass off on that to even notice the lack of personell in the other rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i should mention that in keeping track of the scorring battle between me and phil i have lost the last game of pool, won honour victoriously and triumphantly in a game of chess while punishing, humiliating adn almost to the break of crying made phil realise that he simply was not made for fooseball. And shamelessly admit to others that yes he did beat me to 5 in DOA4 while using jan lee and me using that flower girl i always use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.b. I did beat scotty once with ayane and then retired, because i didn't want him to ruin my mojo. hehehehehehe. truly i am in fear of him downign me 10-2 again in tag. such a bad day that was. bastad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh - see i am bored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116659551790119299?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116659551790119299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116659551790119299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116659551790119299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116659551790119299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116642019862164885</id><published>2006-12-18T16:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:36:38.633+11:00</updated><title type='text'>newies resoulution forethought and reflection</title><content type='html'>this whole year ive had this constant 'ive got heaps of stuff to do, not enough time not enought time. too many things to do' and now. ive found i have nothing to do. ive got to work still for another week. but ive finished all my stuff on gabe and im finding i actually have time at night after i finish work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im in this massive work come down. and now i dont know what to do. maybe i should sleep and catch up on some much needed rest. hmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. im sure its going to get crazy adn hectic again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should mention now my new years resoloutions while im near a comp, have enought time and brain energy to think about noting it down so i can check it in a years time.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 1. do not work too much. saying this i have already booked n 6 days a week of work al through january. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 2. spend more time with people i care about and actually like being around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 3. get fit again. start trainging and sparring with phil. get my sticks back and eat healthier. i scared myself the other day when i checked out my own physical condition adn seen the extent of damage and thinning that these work hours have done to my body. technically im still 65kilos, the same weight as i have always beeen but i feel weaker than normal and can definitely put that down to over exertion of my energy reserves. ie burning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 4. try.. and i say try very lightly. to not get so angry at people when they let me down. which also means to try and not have too high an expectation on people close to me. i know that i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 5. go to phillipines in may. FFS if i dont go so many people are gunna be pissed off. Including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 6. take joy in joyous things, and to not worry when i get depressed. this ones hard but will see how i go. (and to remember that i am not alone and that i do have people there for me if i need them. ive closed myself off from too many people this year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 7. car nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 8. try to save some money. soo hard. too many things i wanna do, and if i get time and money i will do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 9. fix werk, fune and avatar (computer)&lt;br /&gt;hmm im sure theres more but lets just try these ones. ok. nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 10.  (last one) buy a frickin digital camera (EOS, preferably)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.b. 'it is not until we look back in reflection that we can see the havoc of the wake which have affected others'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--:cheshmonkey signs out:--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116642019862164885?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116642019862164885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116642019862164885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116642019862164885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116642019862164885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/newies-resoulution-forethought-and.html' title='newies resoulution forethought and reflection'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116598835565911666</id><published>2006-12-13T16:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:39:15.660+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you maree</title><content type='html'>thank you maree. made me feel better when i needed you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116598835565911666?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116598835565911666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116598835565911666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116598835565911666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116598835565911666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/thank-you-maree.html' title='thank you maree'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116598788183149266</id><published>2006-12-13T16:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:31:21.886+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"sitting in the morning sun, ill be sitting in the evening time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the ships roll in,&lt;br /&gt;then i watch em roll away again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the dock of the bay watching the time roll away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty  much explains how im feeling right now. its amazing how little things can effects your quality of life and that once one goes bad they all snowball together and like cancer spread. The cancer i am referring to is people. people i have high hopes for. people letting me down is a constant in my life, which causes me to be sad. fuck. i can only think of a small handful who are actually there for me and that are actually honest and upfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix this a little with stress of work, not eating, getting smashed on alchy and drugs, not sleeping over working 4 seperate jobs, people letting me down, being successful and still having finacial difficulties, losing my phone in three weeks and the summer heat kicking all my hormones into a cyclonic frenzy. highs and lows of waving depression constantly sweeping through my body. being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this results in cheshmonkey snapping rabid like and the first person who pisses me off enough. fuck i have disowned alot of people this year. im not piss off with you people but your just fucked. im over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheshmonkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116598788183149266?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116598788183149266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116598788183149266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116598788183149266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116598788183149266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/sitting-in-morning-sun-ill-be-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116571006204111676</id><published>2006-12-10T11:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:21:02.056+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm summer</title><content type='html'>lost phone. ti ok cab company has it. i think this summer heat is messing with my head.  im going all crazy again. aaaaah. wtf? and i think im about to burn out too.  i cant wait for xmas. oh and i really want a wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116571006204111676?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116571006204111676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116571006204111676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116571006204111676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116571006204111676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmm-summer.html' title='hmm summer'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116555675592005140</id><published>2006-12-08T16:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T16:45:55.933+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah now im on threadless as well as youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.threadless.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go search for me under cheshmonkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent uploaded any designs yet but i do have a few vid up. mainly from parklife. mob phone vid. crappy ass quality but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheshmonkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116555675592005140?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116555675592005140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116555675592005140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116555675592005140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116555675592005140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/yeah-now-im-on-threadless-as-well-as.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116545971419906882</id><published>2006-12-07T13:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:48:34.226+11:00</updated><title type='text'>michael jackson song</title><content type='html'>its called "i want you back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time you forget it you can come here and see what it is.  classic michael jackson song you can never remember the frickin name of that doesn't seem to be on his history or greatest hits #1 europe collections adn all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rnd nueratic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116545971419906882?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116545971419906882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116545971419906882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116545971419906882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116545971419906882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/michael-jackson-song.html' title='michael jackson song'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116521299447136833</id><published>2006-12-04T16:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:16:35.580+11:00</updated><title type='text'>MOEvember</title><content type='html'>slaving away at my work G5 and coery runs in asking me if im covering moevember tonight. The fundraising  event where guys shave their facial hair on the 1st and gro stylish moes for a end of movember celebration at Luna Park. Corey participated and raised essential dolalrs for testicular cancer and beyond blue depression in males the two charities who will receive funding raised from the benefit. Corey being our fishbowl representative grew his more and documented a video diary which featured inteh show across the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that i could give them a lift at least and that if i was going to be distracted from gabe work driving them then i might as well shoot the damn thing at exnjoy a night out and then at least i know its shot well. Manned with corey, kelly who so lovely organinsed us media passes and the likes and jamal who dressed as mario. we ventured off to luna park on a wednesday night to cover a great event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally i thought it was goign to be full of idiots guys and would be a little too gay for my liking. i was actually surprised that there were more girls there than guys and that they got into it more than the guys did. Dress up doesn't seem to havea changed much from when we were little except the girls have gotten hotter and weve discovered alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured on the night was a massive double team of the bad guys from dodgeball adn the controversy in loosing to the bumblebees due to cheating. hehehe a borat clone and this cute little brunette who looks amazingly like mamma. ahh fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm summer night moes and hot chicks. pretty much sums it up. then followed by a long night of gabe comping. pretty much summs it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheshmonkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116521299447136833?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116521299447136833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116521299447136833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116521299447136833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116521299447136833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/moevember.html' title='MOEvember'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116521141320031172</id><published>2006-12-04T16:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:50:13.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'>joes new car</title><content type='html'>congrats joe on buying a sweet ass ride. If you ever get around to reading this and seeing the pics then you should be proud that the long hrs and hard work, the yelling the screaming the "why the f*&amp;k isn't it working and the pc rage has finally paid off. I know you love it and i think it looks rgeat and drive like a beast. especially when your speeding to kfc on a sunday night with 5 minutes till close along the pacific highway. hehehe. black beauty "BB" if you cant think of a good name. ive nic'd my sisters car beasty because its like a beasty gokart on stereroids. crazy even at 60. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheshmonkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116521141320031172?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116521141320031172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116521141320031172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116521141320031172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116521141320031172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/joes-new-car.html' title='joes new car'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116521121123916732</id><published>2006-12-04T16:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:46:51.803+11:00</updated><title type='text'>LaB Xmas Party</title><content type='html'>yep its xmas time and everyones out and about and ready for partying. in the last couple of weeks of gabe nowadays and so its rush rush rush to get it all out. been over working and im breaching burn out stage. Getting extremely tired as im working till like 2 or sometimes 5 in the mornign and then crashing and getting up for work at 10. mind you i have been late a couple of times and sleeping through two alarms for two hours last friday didn't do me any favours in getting me out of matts bad books. ;P all good now. all my shots were approved except one which needs a tweak. aahsoo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the xmas party. Im over working and ready for a bit of fancy dress bond style and a few drinks. And i invite K to come along because i know she'd love the night and the chance to get dressed up. ah dont we all. csu's lasting effects. and then i find out the next day that we cant bring partners which means i have to tell her she cant come which means im in her bad books. ahh took nearly a whole day telling her that one. sorry ;(. in the end i didn't even get a chance to get ready and prepare. worked till 6:30 on the dot, off the comp and straight on to the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corey and sie got dressed up. me and matty were just bumming extras but didn't care because there was free grog ;) gotta love an open bar. Cocktail rounds or margiritas and some ginger concotion. shots of tequila and vodka screwdrivers. a few people dressed up and betrand wore a queen mask and i didn't even know till the next day. mappy danced a little jig while prue looked fantastic in her 70's bond girl hippy dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we (me and corey) managerd to convice a few of the girls to come out to funktrust and in return they managed to convince mappy and all teh exect's and the rest of teh party goers to come too. crazy. mappy and teh execs at funktrust. joe and phil were there and matt busted some old school moves on the dance floor. yeah! he still got it. wouldda loved seeing him go crazy when he was back in the uk. But him and sie headed off for a late night muchie run to maccas somewhere in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed at joes and work teh next day was quite possible the worst day of productivity ever. who the hell has a xmas party on a thursday and expects any work to get done the next day when their entire staff is pissed / coming down / hungover. was a great night. hope you learnt your lesson corey. hehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheshmonkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116521121123916732?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116521121123916732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116521121123916732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116521121123916732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116521121123916732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/12/lab-xmas-party.html' title='LaB Xmas Party'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116406709145484335</id><published>2006-11-21T10:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:58:11.826+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh its so very quiet</title><content type='html'>i have recovered. and after talkin gto a few people i found out it was something we all ate at the wedding . mum peter and amy have all been sick as well as che che too. prob a few more but ive moved on since then. Time flies when your having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned to work and have since beeen tired as. ou would never believe how much work and partying and little sleep i have had. friday i go straight to joes after work for some gaming action maybe a littl emovie. never know. then i get invited to drinks with the willoughby girls. ;) so me and joe after getting some kfc with scottie and Tiffany, go out to the crowie while they stay back and watch donnie darko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive never been to the crowie on a friday night before , well not a big friday night. its kinda strange how its full of north shore people yet has very strange similarities to the country trash folk of wagga wagga. mad me feel at home. had a few drinks and a bit of adance and catch up and then crashed out again. good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i got from friday night was a invite to the beach the next day. god i have missed the beach. kates car was packed, so k came in my car and we drove out ot freshwater. nice little cosy nothern beaches town. the others, kate, sam, belinda and phil went in the other car. so beach things.. sunbaking, getting rediclously overpriced crappy kiosk food, only me, kylie and phil went for a swim. water was cold at first but quite nice once you got in a bit. me and k went out to the sand bank which took frickin ages and finally managed to get out there, whic was a effort and a half. got there and then i wuse'd out and it was too cold so we headed back to the beach. ....yeah im a little girl. it was to cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beach should be perfect in about a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back got ready for kareoke adn one by one people kept piking. and it got down to me k scottie and checo and they opted for dinner in crowsnest. we opted for dinner in spanish quarter with some tapas and some sangria. nice stuff. kinda gets strong after half a jug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the canberra boys and  k headed off home. joel mark and chris stayed out all night while jenious and frank were painfully annoying and wouldn't drink at all so they went home and the rest of us went out and got trashed. kinda knew that was gunn ahappen. thanks boys. was nearly passing out at work. i swear my boss must think im weird, would kinda snap off nearly faint like in tiredness. like your head slipping off your hand in the middle of a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome weekend but i have so much work to do and im so very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116406709145484335?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116406709145484335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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chesh monkey outbreak style</title><content type='html'>so i had some pasta on monday after a epic weekend smashing it out for amys wedding. i also didn't eat at all during the day and this probably also contributed to the outbreak of sickness to engulf me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up tuesday and felt like crap, gut back and head absoloutely killing me. yet i still thought i can make it to work. it wasn't until i showered and soon realised i really couldn't move and was actually in pain and a certain reflex action soon confirmed. work was a no go for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent nearly all day in bed and tried to eat some food but got about 1/3 of the way through some egg and rice. managed to consume some water and felt a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rocked up to work on wednesday being today and still felt like crap but had to come in. my gut and back are still sore and yep theres that headache too. panadol can only do so much.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just maybe i can get better soon. i think its the overworking not eating not sleeping and then on the weekend when i should be recovering im smashing it out partying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need rest and time off. maybe a trip to tiuana or something like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116358766314291312?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116358766314291312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116358766314291312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116358766314291312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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My cousin amy and her boyf kris just got married. :) congrats. but coming down from sydney with my sister and her two kids and all the gear needed to be fully fit for a wedding and reception is just a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there in the end. was well and truly pissed on sat night during reception adn out of the 90 or so people that came along only about 5 of us made it out. yeah joel and mark were passed out at the front of aunties place while mattW was just plain wasted in front of mesh. good stuff boys, trust me you didn't miss out on much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those that did go out either couldn't get in or were too smashed or did get in and it was somewhere like mooseheads, possibly the worst place in the world to go to, which is where i eventually found malisha. me her and matty eventually gave up and ended up crashing at joels place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, but right at the very last second. one slight of mind and bang. my phone slips out of my pocket in the cab at joels house and tis now gone forever. shit! and theres soo much crap you have to go through to get it back / replaced. such a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its back to the grind of everyday life. will see you soon jovie. we did miss you there. sorry you didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116339991960690325?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116339991960690325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116339991960690325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116339991960690325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116339991960690325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/11/got-back-from-canberra-last-night-and.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116288547645331474</id><published>2006-11-07T18:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:44:36.473+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been partying a bit lately. well yep. probably waay too much than i should be. im going to amy's wedding in a couple of days and i spent all my cash on the boat cruise and going out and getting trashed. oops. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just guna have ta hit mum up for some cashola.  love ya mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo boat cruise was fantastic. 8 hours of sun and dj fun. chris lake and sebastion leger went off. the rocking of the boat was kinda weird when dancing putting everyone off a bit. (except the gurners-who dont move their feet anyway) and when i got off trashed after downing 10 beers or so - my back ached like hell. heaps of fun and was good to catch up with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musicaa after party was good too. they still didn't manage to get the place full but there was a decent amount of people out and the mood was good posst cruise and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a whole week of early shift which pretty much killed me waking up at 4 to get to work by 5. then getting home and not sleeping till 12 and then dieing at 4am when the alarm goes off again. so glad thats over. riday i went out with joe and scottie at 2:30 in teh mornign to the cross to a cd launch. crazy. had this guy come up to me in the club and tell me hes not gay or anything and that hes been a barman for 10 years and that i was the best dancer hed ever seen. and was trying to get me to dance on stage. the bugged me later so he could show his gf that i was really good. crazy dude. seemed nice but drunk and pushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recovered the next day and ended up at kates bbq which i was gunna pike. :D sorry. but i came along anyway that was good. had a great time. i forgot how much fun i had with those girls. hehehe. if you manage to read this i have awesome footage of you two dancing to stringer on your own. hehehehehe. ask thom he will probably have a copy by now. once again sorry girls.&lt;br /&gt;hen went out to the louwenbrau on the rock and it was raining. pretty average pub. kink would have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel sick from thai and i need to get my shit ready for canberra. ahhhhhhh. i hate weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116288547645331474?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116232834175515640</id><published>2006-11-01T07:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:59:01.773+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleep..... whats that, thats something i used to do once. back, way back when i i used to do that other thing, whats it called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah eat. i used to eat once too. and u sed to do it with people i think i called them friends.&lt;br /&gt;now i just work. and inbetween i play some xbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and get pissed. i suppose that is some form of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheshmonkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116232834175515640?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116193193749302669</id><published>2006-10-27T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:52:17.503+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaner now</title><content type='html'>yeah so sunday was a bad day. i passed out in front of avid which is always fun and didn't get all the shit done in needed to get done. but there were a few little rules i ned to get out just to finish off the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cant look after yourself and you struggle to get your own shit done like pay rent and wash your clothes for instance or say get to work on time. then do get a fucking high maintenence pet like a malimou huskie or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure i will add more in later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not angry its just people let me down and then when i get stressed an low on energy and im excerting more energy to help other people and then they let me down and then i start fucking up i get a little pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going on a boat cruise on saturday and working my ass off as usual. now i have to start at 5am. i need sleep and a xbox and a pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;303 trailer is out go find the link. try this thing called google, mighta heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im on imdb and they spelt my name wrong they called me chester. fuck . im also there as assistant art director even though my contract is for art director. not too fussed really but the politics of it all annoys me. too much tippie toeing. i hate doing that. oh and i need to move out of my house. its too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheshmonkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116193193749302669?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-116152452512989829</id><published>2006-10-22T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:42:05.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty with the world</title><content type='html'>ok so its been a long time and i would really like to update on whats been happening but... im gunna rant. basically im really pissed off with pretty much eveeryone. there are a small handfull of people in my life that haven't either pissed me off or let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few simple rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have much time and if i choose to spend it with you that is because i like you even if that emans i am asleep. this may sound strange but hey. its something i do. im not ignoring you its just that i trust you and im really tired. shit. i work fucking 15hrs a day so by the time its saturday if i dont feel like dancing or getting overly excited and some minimal thing then please forgive me, by brain isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i make an effort to call you then please do me a common courtesy and call me back. there is usually a reason i am making this call. and if there is no reason then it would be nice to have a chat everynow and then. asuming i actually like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i make an effort to call and you dont pick up and then i msg you and you still dont reply. next time i see you dont ask me where ive been and why i haven't been around much lately. maybe if you picked up your phone, bought some fucking credit and called me every now and then i might actually get off my lazy ass and come and visit you. but wuite frankly if its a choice between taking a step towards entertaining you and getting more sleep then im heading back to the the battle with my snooze button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i tell you something that maybe you should not tell the person i was telling you shit about then please please and im talking to you joey, do not tell that particular person that i told you shit about them. please. would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if for some reason you think that you are the be all and end all of all existance in this universe and that the small minute dramas you have in your life that are so important are really just life shit that happens to every one,  and for some reason you cant deal with it, then please take your failing at modern existance and take it out on someone else, preferebly the sorry sod that has chosen you as their mate. because personally i really dont give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you come into work and are stoned or drunk and fuck up or are late, then really i dont care what excuse you give me, because i really dont want to hear it. also if you get paid to finish at 6 then stay to fucking 6. no early marks or freebies in the work place. its not a friendship - its a business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are not jesus christ of nazareth born with perfection shoved up his ass, and gleaming the light of the lord, then when it come time too lay judgement on thee wicked......keep your fucking mouth shut because frankly your fucking shit is just as if not worst than my shit. i at least admit to my shortcomings. a elast have the ball to admit to yours. and then we can return to bitching and snickering behind each others back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i disown you then your disowned. theres no turnign back. if i talk to you after disowning you then i am being polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ormo lets me down then im not doing shit for anyone. except for mat and joe. im tired and i feel like shit and when it gets to the end im the one that gets fucked. *random comment =  its a fucking nature strip for fuck's sake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your going to say your going to do something or be somewhere then please fucking tell someone more than 5 minutes before your meant to be there. if you tell me your going to be there at 6 and you call up at 6:30 and tell me you had to work, obviously you knew a little before 6 that you had to work. especially when you get booked weeks in advanced. even still if you tell me you had to work and instead you ened up going out on a date then just fucking tell me your going out on a fuckin gdate. good fucking luck. go ahead have a good time. just fuicking tell me your doing it, rather than lying and telling me some other bullshit like i have to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know someone that is going to .... say get kicked out of their house and your friends with them and you tell your boyfriend and hes friends with them.. and then he tells he's ex who is your friends ex and then she doesn't tell them. then you may wonder why i didn't coem to your house warming where you ahve also invited the same friends that kicked that particular person out. and now that its been three months and i have asked for my bond back three times and i still haven't got it back then maybe you will understand why i will give  you no bar of fucking energy until i get my bond back. its not about the money because really i don't give a shit about that. its the principle. you on the DIS list until i get paid. i do like you but you held out on me. and when the test came you failed. you know i mean you two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake the fuck up and get the fuck over it. are you going to have everything handed to you on a silver fucking platter your whole fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have offended you then its because you need to know and that in truth i do like you you have just pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stop wearing those silly looking bubble dresses FFS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning this post may contain coarse language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh 'ive had a bad day' monkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-116152452512989829?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/116152452512989829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=116152452512989829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116152452512989829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/116152452512989829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/10/dirty-with-world.html' title='dirty with the world'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115770274664577323</id><published>2006-09-08T17:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:21:24.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>August in short form</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here is august, couldda been written better with more detail but as you will see ive beena busy boy and have literally spent about 1 hr in my new room, other than sleeping. its been a continual work, work , work, party sleep, sometimes and then more.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with luke jazz and zam at jazz's place. I contributed the best mash potatoe ever while zam whipped up some crazy italian pizza squares. add some freshly cooked vegies and walah. dinner for four. ps. i did play a fair bit of psp while i was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214887297/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/82/214887297_705cee7b5d.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="ormo @ jazz place" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214886190/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/214886190_b87737e79c.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="chesh @ jazz place" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday 3rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked all day then headed to fishbowl meeting. we discussed the new season and the like. First meeting with corey and jasmine. Largest fishbowl meeting ive ever attended with around 15 people I think. Good to see. Am excited about the prospect of covering parklife for fishbowl animania and finishing off the opener with westy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214903329/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/92/214903329_e7cdba70a9.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="jasmine" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember DP drinks at cabana bar, (was raining) with matty, steve A and a few other ex dp people I didn't know. Every one was pretty trashed. Ended up crashing at joes place. was so very drunk ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday 5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animating the intro with westy all weekend and filming some elements for the intro, a few of the hosts and some more god says clips of barond dressed in some kind of divine prophecy rambling on about theings in the world he dislikes. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214888306/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/90/214888306_14d9556d9a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="chandelier print" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday and monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do much exciting well other than work and more animating. but nothing overly diffirent. but i did watch the F1's with nick and also played a little bit of burn out 3. ;) love that game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of this week till friday i spent waking up and working from 10-6 and then doing 6 hrs on gabriel conforming shots into DS. i did howver have a break by going and seeing jimmy and the orange gun at the annandale getting pissed of free beer and jagerbombs and getting a free wrist band. yeah!. also first time i remember Oz Designer, who i had met before but was to pissed to remember. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214900010/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/92/214900010_cc102d9ba7.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="jimmy @ the annandale 06" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214897853/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/88/214897853_0a37a28c45.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="annandale bar 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214900008/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/66/214900008_39bcce9417.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="jimmy @ the annandale 04" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat Sun 12th 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked both day this weekend and wracked up 9hrs inOT. this was the start of my never ending grind of spending tim at work and having to wake up early and open the place for clients. Twas also the day of animania. that was cool but by the tiem i got there after work i was hot and tired and wanted to sleep. and i had to work. by the time work was finished ie filming the segment with mikey, jazz, luke and joe, it was over and i didn't get to check anything out. was broke too so that didn't help. cant wait for the next one in oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214905457/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/89/214905457_2a58fa9c73.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="the crew post animania" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214903332/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/90/214903332_99dd471e8f.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="mikey" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214903330/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/84/214903330_a4181cbe03.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="joe naruto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with mikey and corey at noodle house on willoughby rd crowies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday 16th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the day off and drove my car to my mechanic all the way down in liverpool. pretty much left it there and came back home on the train (2 hrs later) for a day off i didn't even get to sleep in. yet another day in teh never ending grind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishbowls first studio shoot, the dry run episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frisday 18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with coco and played some burnout after getting some din din&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat 19th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to liverpool and got my car from kung. Met up with kong and they had fixed up my car. Electronics, brake lights, and a few other things. Made it road worthy. did jewellery dvd for joe joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday 20th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animating fishbowl intro all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214874157/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/66/214874157_a521501720.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Fishbowl westy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mon 21 - Fri 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fishbowl, fishbowl intro, gabe,  gabe  and FT work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked 23 hrs OT and was so fricken rundown by the time monday came along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finished the months off with you betchya, more work and more gabe and more fishbowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thurs 31st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark flores played on fishbowl and then afterwards we went out for some food to maisies and checked out his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe what a fricken long month of work work and more work. yes i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh monkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115770274664577323?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115770274664577323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115770274664577323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115770274664577323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115770274664577323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/09/august-in-short-form.html' title='August in short form'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115770116366723061</id><published>2006-09-08T11:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:11:45.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm major catchup</title><content type='html'>ok ok ok, so ve been a littel slack on the whole posting in my blog thingy. i know. but i really haven't had anytime. like even for things like cleaning my room which i really have to do. *sigh* but will eventually get around to do it. so i will try very poorly might i add now to cramm the entirety of the last month. which is alot. believe you me into this whole post. lol. which means lotsa photos lotsa shit happening and exciting news for one and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and bear with me its gunna be a long one!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since shadow - end of july - in point form (sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 28th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with luka ormz and zam, simon and kylie but they pissed off early. and jazz to moulan rouge, because mink was crap apparently, and there was a massive line up out side and it was full of guys so we pissed off quick smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214894617/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/91/214894617_72b705b8c6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="mulan rouge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214895900/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/214895900_e4def9fcdb.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="ormz and chesh @ mulan rouge" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday 29th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty G helped me move all my shit from ashfield - over the bridge to chatswood. One asian centre to another. I borrowed johns ute and got it off him early in the morning and then met up with matty and borrowed the work ute and then went driving in the city. First real extensive drive in the city but i got it back after a while. Picked up my shit and then drove to chatswood, uloaded and moved in. Dinner/Lunch with amaya me and matt from chicken place around the corner from my house. So now i live on the north shore. ooh, weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214888308/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/214888308_04ca4f7092.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="green lamp print" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday 30th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to newtown to visit the boys (ormo and zam who had come up) at lukes place. They were all going out for dinner. So went out with them to hugos across the road from candies along baywater road and had some uppies pizza for 5 bucks. Prettygood for a Sunday. Then we all went out to lady lux and were very lucky to get in. They were being tight and it was like 9 o'clock. We got in and the music was very housy. only a few good songs all nght. I pretty much danced the whole time for like 6 hours sober completely and then took lukes car home because i needed to work the next day. got home at 3:30 and was buggered. good night i do admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214888310/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/58/214888310_79f2e6ceb1.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="hugos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214894615/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/214894615_0e92a02fe9.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="lady lux" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday 31st&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me ormz luke zam and jazz all had dinner at happies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214895901/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/66/214895901_a0316b43d9.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="the crew dinner @ happy chef" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh busy month, next month is even better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh monkey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115770116366723061?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115770116366723061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115770116366723061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115770116366723061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115770116366723061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm-major-catchup.html' title='hmm major catchup'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115534222941205631</id><published>2006-08-12T10:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:23:49.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Dj Shadow Week</title><content type='html'>Monday 24th july i headed out to newtown and had happy chef with luke and simon. and of course hit up gelato afterwards. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday i tried to get my car sorted out but had trouble with arcadia motors sayign steering was off and brake lights didn't work. hmmm. worked when i checked em. oh well. have to check it out. annoying day as i was working and had to keep leaving back and forth from one car place to the next. still haven't got it up and runnign fully. taking soo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later that night i headed out for dinner in crowsnest with john. As it happened jazz and lukek called and asked me to come out for dinner in crowies with them, so i joined the two together and the four of us hit up sushi train on willoughby rd. While waiting for luke and jazz to get there i went to the crowie for a beer with john and chucked my change in a pokie (mermiad oyster one) and pulled ou t140 bucks. tahts shit never happens. usually just swallows up my 10 or so bucks and be done with it. Good change of luck i spose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smaller fishbowl meeting on thursday for a quiet end of the week before a huge friday with ormz came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115534222941205631?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115534222941205631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115534222941205631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115534222941205631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115534222941205631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/08/post-dj-shadow-week.html' title='Post Dj Shadow Week'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115533793623388497</id><published>2006-08-12T09:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T09:18:04.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dj Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197920266/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/73/197920266_bda2de916b.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="dj shadow sign" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God this was the best show I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and matty lemon went, he bought my ticket which was 80 bucks but so well worth it. Met up with phil pat and ash too who i already knew were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first band was moss def, hip hop rapper with tunes beats and a bt of electro fused with old soul and rnb songs like aretha franklin. great vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197921285/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/75/197921285_754f15c8c4.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="moss dub crowd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the man himself came on Dj Shadow. He played a few tracks and then brought out a pommy guy who sang two songs but they didn't fit in well, rocky techno - gay. Then they brought out Truthspeaker or and him and shadow were awesome. Then he played organ donar. Fuck i love that song right now (Along with all this love "rainbow stylin) by simolou). Then he went off and came back for a encore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197920268/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/71/197920268_ec5371f486.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="dj shadow smoke" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197918207/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/197918207_fd65272e38.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Dj shadow - lemo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197918210/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/197918210_e053fb9efe.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="dj shadow crowd organ donor" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the bar after and i got a video rather than a photo of the word master. Crazy small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chesh (now known as chesh monkey for some reason. damn you abbs!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115533793623388497?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115533793623388497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115533793623388497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115533793623388497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115533793623388497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/08/dj-shadow.html' title='Dj Shadow'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115382777839518795</id><published>2006-07-25T21:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:33:04.886+10:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday sarahs 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matty lemon calls me at 1:30am friday night drunk as and asks me to come out. hmm not gunna happen so i tell to come to a party with me @ surry hills. So after me and luke move some of my shit to my new house in chatswood i meet up with matt and we hit surry hills and sarah neeves 21st bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/214875460/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/214875460_da65dac33c.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="sarahs 21st" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i really only know sarah because at christmas i went to wagga with adam and i had to share a ride with sarah and a cat. went out and got pissed over the hols and been friends ever since, not that were close but shes a cool kid. So we rock up decked out in our very bestest of course, for the lady's 21st and ready for a big night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some free drinks and cocktails on the bar but me and matt just got our own. We did however indulge in some fine tasties that were being served including fresh giant prawns and muscles. nice. Ran into thommy hui again and found out for the first time that mossy from my year had an accident while running, fell over and was hit by a car. in a coma for three days and died. i only saw him playing cricket last boxing day. first real person i can think of from my year i have heard of passing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with bec some pub in surry hills and then went with her to a party around the corner. It was wrapping up and before you knew it we were heading to the cross. Bec went home and me and matty ended up with her friends. after piking candies $20 door fee at 2:30 am in the morning we headed to empire and arrived to a 1hr wait to get in. Hmm no thanks cya later and so we got some dodgy cross indian and went home to ashy to crash. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early ie 11am and headed off to work to start on a new intro for fishbowl. went with westy and did some of it. At the moment its trying to figure out the motion and flow of the piece and how its all going to work. so we only really got the storyboards and animatic done for the first 6 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 5 matty lemon had called me up and had news we were heading for DJ Shadow. Ahh more on that later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115382777839518795?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115382777839518795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115382777839518795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115382777839518795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115382777839518795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/saturday-sarahs-21st.html' title='saturday sarahs 21st'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115382710960572039</id><published>2006-07-25T21:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:16:26.216+10:00</updated><title type='text'>catch up post, post RPS week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so monday i had dinner with phil at burgerlicious in newtown. we both got nachos. now usually i avoid the full nachos hit and only have nachos and meat and sauce and avoid all the vegies, cream and guacamole. but this time i mashed it all into a big mix and hit it all up. It was great. all the flavours actually completement each other and i was really surprised. Anyone reading will probably think im a twit but it was really good. nachos good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and had gelato. god that stuff is good. im seriously becoming addicted. Then went and saw 10 canoes. Compared to hollywood films it was slow and boring. but before you think that i am baging out the film i literally am not. Yes it was slow paced and not hollywood at all but thats how i liked it. The story was funny and interesting and took time to unfold, which backs up a key moral of the story. That a good story should be told, told well and not rushed because you are impatient to see how things turn out. And it looked fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday i spent another day with kamahl. hes so cool. but in the end it was work and i did my job properly wihtout any hiccups. so i am glad with that result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and visited joe and watched spawn for the first time, and considering how much of a spawn fan i was i am surprised it has taken me this long to see the damn film. it was ok but all the 3d elements are jaded and look seriously bad, but htat was before all that matrix stuff came along and revamped the effects industry with crazy computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had banjarra or whatever its called indian from crowsnest. theh butter chicken was good, not as good as the tandoori in wagga but it was ok, however a little too expensive with one butter chicken and rice coming to 19 bucks. i didn't finish it but thats a little too dear, especiall when ive had better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday i annoyed phil again but only got opporto, wasnt that interesting a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday i spent the day with kamahl again. together we finished off the last of the compile tapes needed. had sushis. i got a sashimi variety pack which was ok but htere was little scraped oh wasabi in some so there were random hits of hotness that was a bit off putting. im tring to work my way to hot but sometimes it makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after i went to becs house and met up with her then went out in glebe for dinner. Went to a little thai place on glebe point rd. I got a green thai curry, once again to work up the hotness while bec got a some vegetarian tofu dish. they were pretty good and the service was nice. Wasn't too expensive. had a good night. Then went back to becs and had good chat befor ei realised it was late and had little important things like work on the next day to worry about and that yes in fact i do actuallly need sleep sometime otherwise i could die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridays work was crazy because shaun was away sick and i had to man the dubsast stuff but it was good because it made me better at tapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work i headed to the city to meet up with pinns. We went to a steakhouse in the city and we both got a chicken schnitzel meal with salad. personally the place looked a bit dodgy and i think we both got the schnitzel because it was the only thing that wasnt over 25 bucks and i wasn't that hungry to warrent such a wastedful amount on a steak at a place that looked dodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The schnitzel was well a schnitzl, its pretty hard to fuck up a schnitzel but they sure as hell didn't pu on enough gravy sauce whichis annoying. The potatoes were good but once the sauce ran out they became very dry and tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we headed to the movies along george but not before i stopped in to the gelato place across the road and got a bannana gelato. Im not sure whether it was the fact that they froze the gelato too much or that the bannana tasted more like the dry inner skin that made it bad or maybe that the one in newtown is soo good and im used to it that other gelato places seem like crap. i didn't enjoy it but the notion of covering it with chocolate like a mr whippy van does was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up seeing ooh had to think about it for a sec - pirates of the carribean 2 - dead mans chest. Personally i wasn't expecting much from the first film and loved it, now the second i was expecting the first film and was satisfied that that was what i got. didn't love it but loved bits, didn't hate it but crinjed at bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance. Loved the jack sparrow character and the effects most of the time. hated orlando bloom which is a given, and for some reason got it into my head that kiera knightly was a different chick, umm dont even ask, but i did spend most of the time questioning myself "is that really another chick, fuck they got one that looked exactly like her". I also did think that it went on for a bit too lon gand was waiting for the pace to move into a finishing move so to speak and then i realised if not remembered it was a trilogy and then a minute later it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked some of the scenes where they were fighting on the wheel and looked great but i thought the director had some fantasy with rolling objects and that the wheel/ball scene were exactly the same. thats just me though. the other part i hated was the beasty scene right at the end. don tread if you dont want it spoilt. but jack sparrow sitting in front of the beasty and he looks great and the beaty 3d looks great but it looks slapped down and reminiscent of sinbad the sailor and stop motion. im being hard but a little depth woullda mad a hell of a difference. thats just me being picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and pins went to gloria jeans and i hit up a coffee. quiet weekend i though, HA!, yeah right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115382710960572039?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115382710960572039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115382710960572039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115382710960572039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115382710960572039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/catch-up-post-post-rps-week.html' title='catch up post, post RPS week'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115323462237238527</id><published>2006-07-19T00:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:14:19.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>So after an annoying and confusing night out i was up for doing nothing but that never happens. After luke got back we headed out for lunch and i needed to get some shit from ikea. Went out there and got things like a mirror which ive been wihtout for ages and silly little things like lights for my room. After being convined i got a dimmer for my two lights which is heaps cool. Better than i thought it would be but it makes a buzzy sound which is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197899310/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/197899310_e69e5664f9.jpg" width="500" height="460" alt="Sushi tempura" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after ikea me and luke headed to RPS. Rock paper scissors tournament. It was a heaps mad night and i had to shoot a pilot for the event with matty and the fishbowl crew. Matty went down as hey zeus, but was knocked out after the second round. Joetek deVked out in full traditional adidas white with red stripe jump suit fell in the same roundalong with rohan. Luke and myself both lost in the first round. More training i think. But mikey made it all the way to the last four. So it was up to mikey and he lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197915044/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/197915044_2758e9a493.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="JoeTek RPS" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however manage to scam myself a sweat band with RPS logos on it. soo cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115323462237238527?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115323462237238527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115323462237238527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115323462237238527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115323462237238527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115323400413748767</id><published>2006-07-19T00:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:11:53.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday and world bar</title><content type='html'>Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;The priority of saturday was to go shopping and get lunch. luke had to meet up with salami which we did and then we went out and had sushi near newtown station. Made our way out to DFO to get some new threads. I only managed to get a plain as white long tee while luke picked up andother sneaky collared shirt. Made our way back to newtown and had dinner at new town thai. Salami had never gone out in syd and luke had never had new town thai, something i had to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197902467/"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Chesh salami luke" src="http://static.flickr.com/60/197902467_a3513f7142.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got green curry, duck curry and padh thai. Great as usual coming from that place. Salami had to make her way into YHA where she was staying and get ready to go see a friends band. while me and luke were ready to hit up the cross again. Donnas friend piked it so she decided to come along and i had to meet up with bec and nandita who recently has made the move to the big city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D ended up piking and going to wagga for the weekend, probably to see jay. Then salami piked it because she went to sleep and slept through the night and missed out on a big night in the city. Was meant to meet up with bec and heidi who she was out with @ world bar next to candies because we were on heidi's guest list. We were late beause we were too busy making musk flavoured absolute vanilla vodka. (soo good another post maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed back drinking and made it out to the cross at 11. Got in and met up with bec and heidi and luke and donna went crazy drinking off somewhere in world bar. Bec was talking up some guy and i started talkingt heidi who seemed like a cool little cute chick. I asked bec for some inside help and she said go ahead and hook up with her, and she told me that she told heidi to hook up with me. And so following my instinct which always fails me i hook up with her. Good it seems. yes. well no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197899310/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then out of nowhere bec chucks a shit and has a bad time and leaves. then i get a msg about leading her on and how she doesn't want me hooking up with heidi. Then heidi picks up on the tension between me and bec and thinks that me hooking up with her will do damage to her friendship with bec and so she decided to not hook up with me and to postpone it for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so now im really confused and annoyed and still confused. Im not pissed off but there are things in the world that i cant explain and this for sure is one of them. Bloody x girlfriends. sooo annoying sometimes. Somewhere in there i called be a nuisance, which i didn't mean but at that very moment i called her that she was the most unreasonable person in the world and nothing i said was seen as positive and sounded bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then luke got kicked out for being too drunk. Nice. ;P And donna was over the cross. jasmine got pissed as at a party she worked at and had to hang around a girl she didn't like because she omplained all the time. and had a shitty night. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;crazy ex's and clubs and lists and shit. too muh crap. but other than that it was a really good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115323400413748767?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115323400413748767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115323400413748767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115323400413748767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115323400413748767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/saturday-and-world-bar.html' title='Saturday and world bar'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115323271985633363</id><published>2006-07-19T00:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:05:52.733+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamahl ex girlfreinds and RPS</title><content type='html'>2nd half of july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if i said that the second half of july was boring then id be lying. Dont really know where to start so i will start with the weekend as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i had the best day at work ever. I got the chance at my first edit session with a client. this being fantastic. it was great. and my very first client was the cool cat him self. Kamahl. I spent the who day hanging out, yes working but hanging out with him chatting and watching pretty much every one of his love songs. We had sushi for lunch which was great. he got the sashimi and i got chiken teriaki, i know how boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197913672/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/63/197913672_e3286cf4d1.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Chesh @ kamahl" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch i asked "hey, i was wondering if you could do me a favour" yeah for sure kamahl replies. "If i called my mum... would you say gday to her." yeah ok, why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i call my mum, we have a little chat about work and how everythings been going then out of no where..."oh, hey hang on a sec mum, theyres a friend of mine that wants to say hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put kamahl on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello nila, how are you today, do you know an artist of the name, Jose Marie-Chan".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course my mums a huge fan and knows jose marie chan and they go on talking about her having some albulms and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he says "do you know who you are talking to, its kamahl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a screaming school girl i sheard through the phone as she relays that shes talking to kamahl on the phone to her friends who are giving her a lift home from work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they chat for a bit more and then i have to get bak to work. My mums present for the year. Tick :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after wards i have a beer while he drinks some cab sav, and we dine on camonbert and jarlsberg with rackers. Then it raining and he gives me a lift to the station in his rolls royce. such a nice car. such a cool old cat, such a nice friday at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197913673/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Chesh drinking with silly hat" src="http://static.flickr.com/63/197913673_de61c1e066.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night&lt;br /&gt;So we being me and luke head out to dragonfly in the cross to meet up with jasmine and help her promo night for the club. So we are on this guest list which you would think means you get in without waiting get in for free and be all round cool. not this place. it means you get to wait in line everyone else but you actually get in. people not on the list got turned away straight away.&lt;br /&gt;Unless your a hot hick and you have your rack out which means you can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/197913676/"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Dragonfly dance floor" src="http://static.flickr.com/71/197913676_109e0653c5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get in, even though i had been culled off of jasmines list but i only had to pay 10 bucks which 1 drink and means not much at the end of the night. So we get in and jasmines saying how theyre heaps of chicks on the list and its only me and luke and then like 20 chicks in our little group, sweet we say, and get all pumped up listening to "all this love" rainbow stylin on the way. god i love that song at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we get in and the 20 girls turn out to be 5. The first two are generic long blonde hair girls who seemed ok. And to my surprise the three remaining girls, last people i would have thought in the world to be on jasmines list are kylie kate and belinda. My god, what a surprise that was for me. It was a bit weird and i didn't know how to react, seeing as i was on such a high from my day with kamahl. I don think theyve seen me like that before. It wasn't long before one blonde girl had to go meet up with friends in the city and kylie and her friends had to leave. and then jasmine and the last blondie left. they all had to work the next day. and so me and luke lost motivation and just went home. Oh yeah, mickey was there too and he wanted to leave early too. so he gave us a lift back. god hes a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115323271985633363?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115323271985633363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115323271985633363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115323271985633363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115323271985633363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/kamahl-ex-girlfreinds-and-rps.html' title='Kamahl ex girlfreinds and RPS'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115260637458779126</id><published>2006-07-11T17:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:25:27.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter July</title><content type='html'>My first weekend of july was pretty uneventful just having dinner with luke simon and donna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however see a colombian family having dinner at the viet resturant we were eating at and i saw the youngest son smash the father over the head so hard his glasses fell forwards and smashed his wine glass into pieces. Then when we left we saw them fighting in the street the son vs the father and the other son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187915649/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/187915649_6b0c885c62.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="jimmy @ the hopetown" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday i recieved a late call and went out to see Jimmy and thre orange gunn playing at the hopetoun. Its always good to see the boys play a gig. and the night was very enjoyable as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Greg came down and we had to catch up. So after work i headed out to the city to meet greg and pat and to have a few drinks before staying up to watch the portugal france game. I was going for portugal. Stayed in the city for a few hours and moved from one pub to the next and eventually ended up at the empire in the cross. We stayed there and watched the game down stairs. I was so tired i nearly fell asleep in the pub, but i managed and ended up seeing yet another team i followed this world cup get knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187915646/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/67/187915646_f185ae6a06.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="phil storeman and pat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there till the end and then met dua and his mate who took us to the courthouse on tailor square because the place they wanted to go to was shut. At around 7am the pub had shut its doors not letting anyone out. A few minutes later a fight started between a few aboriginals and a small group of two or three drunken white guys. It was wet and the floor was slippery. I saw one poor guy who was a bit drunk get pushed over first and tehn smashed i the head my one aboriginal and tehn whie trying to stand up he was king hit from teh side by the otheer guys mate. All this time there were around 50 people watching them in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187137667/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/75/187137667_c4477f975a.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="dua" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while he was passed out they mugged him and no one did anything. Its a shame that this sort of shit still happens in this society and that everyone is gutless to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went straight from the cross to work and did a full day before passing out at home later that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i headed out in the town after doing OT at work of the new ACCENT at high speed. Pretty cool rushes. Was meant to meet dave and matt out, as well as greg, pat and phil, as well as luke and Pinns. In the end i ended up smashing it out on the dance floor of Shelbourne with Luke and pinns and was introduced to jo, a editor at POMO whos heaps mad. Kudos Jo (congrats to italy too). Luke was there picking up this filo chick from bagio. Entertainment for the family. Dispite the music being crap it was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187917719/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/187917719_aede1e0057.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Joe from pomo @ shelbourne" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we were awoken early to help simon move into luke house since his former house mate amanda was kicked out. ;( so the morning was spent lifting beds and fridges around what could possibly be the smaller fricken hallway known to man. I still dont know how we got that bed through. Me and luke then spent the rest of the day checking out clothes in newtown's small little sneaky shops hidden away, filled with gems at nice prices. Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187918596/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/74/187918596_9bb52d7da9.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Simon moving" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meant to head out on the town with alisa but she had to cancel to spend time with family, which left e available to hit up dragon fly with luke and jazz and micky. We went to ashfield to grab my stuff to get ready and since simon didn't have a key luke lent him his. We got back and simon wasn't there. We waited for 45 mins and we needed to be at dragonfly by 10 to get in otherwise they get too picky and too full and jazz could get us in but in the end we missed out and had to wait for simon. He got back and someone had parked him in at IGA which is fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187917721/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/64/187917721_00305fe931.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Kink crowd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got ready and hit the cross. Found Jazz who left dragonfly with micky and hit up kink @ Art house. We got in on mickys guest list which was heaps cool sinec we didn't have to line up, but we were all dressed for dragonfly (except micky who's a kink regular) so we were overdressed but that was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187918598/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/187918598_a99a11b5a6.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="Jazz" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find Kink is just a little bit too overcrowded for my liking. Its packed to the brim with three stories high roof.  I found the people a little rude and less friendly and tight nit than the musicaa crowds. We however got into the small VIP section of the main room where the DJ's, drug dealers and groupie chicks all hung out. It was kinda cool to smash it out in there away from the main crown and a little exclusive, but at the same time some of the chicks were a little up themselves simply because they were part of that inner loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did manage to get a mad photo on in the mix of the four of us which does describe the night perfectly. It was a mad time but im not sure that going to kink againwould produce that same result. But im sure i would end up there again. Its the place to go at the moment and the people there go there in favour for that reason rather than to hear kick ass tunes and meet crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187927327/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/73/187927327_0583a2dec7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="the gang" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent recovering from the previous nights outing and half watching half sleeping through movies. I did manage to watch all of Top Gun however. Ahh the nostalgia. Was meant to catch up with alisa for coffee but that fell through too. Maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115260637458779126?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115260637458779126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115260637458779126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115260637458779126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115260637458779126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/enter-july.html' title='Enter July'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115260457366108002</id><published>2006-07-11T17:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:56:13.663+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer week and Dan the Man!</title><content type='html'>Its late now because it all over but week was one of soccer craze. Australia lost to a bullshit dive form the italian striker in the last minute of the game to give them a penalty which they converted. They had one player sent off at the start of the second half and australia had the time and opportunity to beat italy but inthe end they couldn't score which is why they lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conditions in which we went out was unfair for sure, the penalty was harsh as was the one which the italian player was sent off for, but italy held in and australia let its grip loose after dominating them for 40 odd minutes to give them an opportunity to get that penalty in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that if they had gone into extra time australia would have won. oh well. maybe in another 32 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the brazil ghana game and saw ghana lose. but they played well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with westy at happies on tuesday and hit up sushi with luke on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178745146/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/178745146_c38b37e9fb.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Dan the Man @ zanzibar" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday danny came down and me and luke hit up burgerliscious while we waited for him. Then we had a few drinks at zanzibar before heading back to lukes to chill out to a few tunes while downing some beers. We were meant to watch cars but i passed out half way through a sentence i was saying to luke about two minutes into the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187137665/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/1/187137665_208e18da31.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="me and dan the man" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115260457366108002?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115260457366108002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115260457366108002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115260457366108002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115260457366108002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/soccer-week-and-dan-man.html' title='Soccer week and Dan the Man!'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115260382228982087</id><published>2006-07-11T16:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:26:32.710+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Avatar</title><content type='html'>Ive been working on a new avatar for the last few days and have just finished it. i have it on mypace and a few of my other sites. Its pretty cool. i like it. And its my portrait for this year that i usually do around this time. So check it out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/187915647/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/76/187915647_b4e7c5f1dd.jpg" width="471" height="500" alt="chesh monkey" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115260382228982087?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115260382228982087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115260382228982087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115260382228982087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115260382228982087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-avatar.html' title='New Avatar'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115190995542557540</id><published>2006-07-03T16:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:59:15.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'>myyyyyy Spacceeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok so ive slumped to the ultimate low. I have My Space. What have i done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Firstly the most annoying thing is that there are soo many people ont hat frickin thing that none of my aliases seemed to be free, very dissapointed chesh was, gone, as well as chesher, as well as achesher as well as datuputi as well as dimmy, which in itself was far fetched and inteh end i had to settle for cheshmonkey. so here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cheshmonkey"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/cheshmonkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ad right now ima N00B! ans looks like those generic new shit sites, which it is. But maybe when i get a cahnce i will "bling" it up as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, i am one of them now. Kill me Kill me now, i am one of them.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that bad really, will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and also forgot. Just found out flickr can only hold 200 pics viewable on a freebie account. gunna have to upgrade now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115190995542557540?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115190995542557540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115190995542557540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115190995542557540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115190995542557540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/07/myyyyyy-spacceeeeeee.html' title='myyyyyy Spacceeeeeee'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115165065295930120</id><published>2006-06-30T16:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T12:06:23.163+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Katamari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gamespot.com/ps2/puzzle/katamaridamashii/review.html"&gt;http://www.gamespot.com/ps2/puzzle/katamaridamashii/review.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has got to be the best game in the world, if not the most cutest, colourful and addictive games i have come across in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATAMARI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178729670/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/178729670_d3c1000eb9.jpg" width="500" height="309" alt="Crazy jap game2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115165065295930120?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115165065295930120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115165065295930120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115165065295930120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115165065295930120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/katamari.html' title='Katamari'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115154322536721654</id><published>2006-06-29T10:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T12:13:29.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>canberra trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took friday off work and headed to canberra with luke for a weekend out on the town so to speak and to pick up my car. Caught the late bus on thursday and arrived in canb early friday morning. Got picked up by mark and went straight to mooseheads for some reason for a drink. This is at 3am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That place is shit. It is quite possibly worst than the red lion on a bad night. The people weren't dressed up and the music was bad, and by the time we got there the place was filled with booners. So to get that little bit of frustration out i will move on with the night. (watching the continuous playing dvds on the back wall is better than socialising with those people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to joels house and woke him up, so much fun, and then watched the aust V croatia came which ended with australia drawing and makign through to the next round V Italy. Me mark and joel are pretty much yelling at the screen at the incompetance ofo the refs and bad calls. We got through anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, i had to sort out my car and since we were up all night we didn't start till midday. Had to get tires and a battery as well as fix the wheel pink slip and rego. Got it all done but missed out on pink slips and therefor rego by about 10 minutes. Damn so i had to get my car up syd with soome special pass that let em drive it for four hours. That was ok but i still haven't done it yet. Will do soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called ormo and pretty much persuaded him to come to canberra with Zam. They finally made it to canb and instead of arriving early for drinks probably got to acadamy by 11pm. Me luke and mark were already hitting the drinks and partying on. The boys rocked up and Zam had no ID so he didn't get in. *slap* but we all partied on till the wee hours. cant remember really but it was late. Some ministry of sound guy was playing which was heaps cool, the better of the two, john someone. good shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178732977/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/178732977_4aaf741112.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="mos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;it was nguyens bday and all the asians headed to lanyon park for a surprise bbq. I got woken up early and was sick as since sleeping on what is possibly the worst air bed ever known to mankind. The sides fell away and so all my blood rushed to my head while i was sleeping and with it the copious amounts of booze still saturating it. I move to joels bed and got about an hours sleep before getting ready for the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A combination of inpongs driving and my hangover resulted in undesirable effects and projectiling once i had left the car. It was quite funny actually, there were people walking back and forth fromthe basketball to the bbq and in the middle i was spewing up the little amount of food i had consumed  only minutes earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178731447/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/178731447_90cad674e9.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="horse cooking up a bbq" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i had rested for 10 minutes i got up and started playing Bball 5on5. I started the game with a 3 pointer and through out the game scored around 5 goals. then the game got to 14 a piece, needing to win by two. (ie a three point shot) The game at this point moved into high school or prison rules with no fouls and people starting to get tired and hurt. we got the first initial point taking us to 15, and with a marvellous finish i wonthe game with a swish from the 3 point line. Final score, 17 - 14. Pretty amazing considering only minutes ago i was vomiting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178731450/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/178731450_89a99d03bc.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="mark and some dude" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My victory in Bball was only the start of the day. I got some much needed rest before prettying myself up for the nights festivities. It was the first time i had gone back to canberra since i had left and went to phillipines which is a full year plus. So there was alot of catching up to do. When you make plans like these weekends i assumed i would have my car and i assumed i would have enough energy to make it to everything. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i missed out on seeing on my trip were jess for started. Where were you? And luke which is unfortunate just running out of time and i did see you just last weekend which was cool. And little kate. Sorry, have been meaning to catch up for such a long time now. Tony the guest ahh sooo many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178732344/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/75/178732344_f6f4f3ec41.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="matt george" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to sat. there were four groups of people I had to go and see and in one busy crowded sat night that was so very hard to do. I had already seen the boys at lunch but they didn’t add to the count. It was michelles Bday and they were having dinner @ asian café in the city. There I fortunately met up with may george michelle and dave burns who was also on the list for visiting. Dinner was great with a massive catch up on what weve all been doing and what nots. Met daves misses for the first time and she is very nice. Hope you go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178732349/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/64/178732349_0ba8b980db.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="davey and his chicky" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next was all my cousins and the asian boys who I had to meet up with at mesh at some point but that was later. After dinner met up with Alisa after promising to take her out in Sydney a few months back and piking it I felt obliged to show her a good time in the city. Or at least her show me a good time. ;D since its her town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to knightbridge in braddon which to me seemed very along the lines of sapphire suite, but smaller. It’s a lounge bar where the elitist trust funds babies on Canberra go. I was surprised to find that alias went there but it figures. The music was actually quite nice and I wanted to stay even though I had a overwhelming feeling of displacement. But its good sometimes. In the end I convinced her to come to mesh and have a dance and a drink and meet my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/178730736/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/178730736_c344268836.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="mesh" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to mesh and the line up was massive. Unbelievably she knew the manager and we got in without waiting. I love it when that happens. I hate waiting in lines for a place that’s so-so. Drunk and danced and had a great time. The boys (luke and ormo) couldn’t get in so they went out bbar and lot33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed out late after getting some martys (Canberra version of fincos but a caravan and not a servo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad weekend&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115154322536721654?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115154322536721654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115154322536721654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115154322536721654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115154322536721654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/canberra-trip.html' title='canberra trip'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115068840161557028</id><published>2006-06-19T13:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T18:13:13.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DFO and Bamboo</title><content type='html'>Crashed out and didn't wake up till late around 3. so tired from work and outing but was determined to hti up DFO and get myself a scarf. I dont think i had actually ever worn a scarff in my life and since its been so cold lately and that i keep seeing people wearing them i really wanted one. I asked joe and he recommended DFO out at homebush and since we nearly went there when we hit up ikea me and luke thought wed hit it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/172448328/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/76/172448328_cfe6272af0_m.jpg" width="240" height="192" alt="Scottie on bus" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there and straight away hit up JAG. Love those clothes and followed shortly by french connections and about another 100 stores i cant even remember. but shopping is definitely fun. I had just bought a brand new jacket at urban in newie on friday night and was only really up for a scarff but... damned sales get you everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was noi's bday and joel and oi were up here for it, once again heading to bamboo to get smashed listening to rnb and just hangin out with a whole heap of asians. Sat night was the first time in a month i drank. So it started with predrinks at lukes then we departed and they headed of to musica while i move on to bamboo. Caught up with joel and the gang and hit up the extra drys there as well and the random drinks i was given by asian guys i didn't know. Bourban and cokes then about three shots of heath ledgers, and a few red bull and vodkas. i drank a bit but was surprisingly sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 o'clock a guy got knocked out in front of the club and everyone thought it was a one of our crew when i fact it was a friend of a friend kinda thing. But anyway the entire club emtied out in a minute and i looked out and saw joel checking that the guy was ok so i then thought that it was someone i knew and i ran out too. When i got to joel i asked him who got hit and he had no idea and so we all pissed of because the cops showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/172448330/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/172448330_d8ab49770d.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Bamboo nois bday" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone except fot the small group with us went home but we moved on to maloneys for a few drinks and some pool. We then got some maccas i think and then had a shocking 3 player gun game at galaxy world, pissed as. We went to have a game of time crisis and put 2 coins in instead of 4 and couldn't figure out why it wouldn't work. So we assumed it swallowed our coins. Then joel stared kicking the machine and the guys working there got up us for kicking the machine. He gave us the game and we died and left anyway. Ahh pissed guys shouldn't play arcade games. Fun night in the end i must say. an all round great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115068840161557028?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115068840161557028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115068840161557028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115068840161557028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115068840161557028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/dfo-and-bamboo.html' title='DFO and Bamboo'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115068712153720258</id><published>2006-06-19T12:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T17:38:37.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'>proddie shindig</title><content type='html'>Went to the townie to meet up with wong and a few of the proddie boys from the year above me. It was good to see them all again and it has been a while since we all caught up together. There was wong, nimmo, liam, heath anj, and surprisingly a few of the latest batch of proddies to come through including verity and suga. I think it was someones bday and they all know hue so they came along for some merry fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still didn't drink but i went along with bec and luke and they hit up the drinks. Coke gets a bit boring after one or two and cost just as much as beer in the end. Love hanging out with those guys, always a pleasure never a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/69/172458177_fb4279f539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/65/172458182_2fe1afea6f.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115068712153720258?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115068712153720258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115068712153720258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115068712153720258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115068712153720258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/proddie-shindig.html' title='proddie shindig'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115068349349498802</id><published>2006-06-19T11:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T18:04:08.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel paintball</title><content type='html'>Finally the day ive been waiting for. Paintball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been over a year since ive been to paintball last time being on my bday near penrith. This time it was out at rout hill, near windsor i think. Action paintball. There were two teams significantly called the Arcs V The Fallen in line with the two opposing forces of good and evil that are in the film. Obviously the arc actors were onteh arcs and the fallen actors on the fallen with more crew being on the fallen side. Shane led the fallen while matty todd led the arcs. I of course was on the fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/172452702/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/57/172452702_ea22acd0d8.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="Abbess @ paintball" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there was already a rivallry going from halo death matches the competition was high and we were all eager to shoot out fellow crew mates. Shane had a few hunting for him since the hell he put us throughout the shoot, all in good fun of course. ;P I was eager to go against some one who has more experience than i did and to improove myself and learn a few tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off pretty equal with falen smashing the arcs in the opening few games. Unfortunately as the day progress the arcs slowly go the upper hand on the fallen. Yowie surrendering the fallen general and two guards before anyone was shot was a key moment of the day. Also my dash for the flag on gallipoli was a big one for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/172450812/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/65/172450812_d335ef41aa.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="The arc boys" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the day i spent over 1100 rounds of ammunition while i know andy spent more than 1500 that crazy cat. Shane and matty todd were playing very well and in the end the arcs won by two games. 11 - 9. A most memorable moment was the fallen victory over the arcs in the civil war game where teams line up and take it in turns to shoot at each other one shot each with headshots for kills. In the end arcs were two against 9 with the two remaining arcs shamelessly taking 4 or 5 shots and still gaining no kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/172450813/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/69/172450813_6517c03264.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="The fallen boys" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day all in all was fantastic. Shane managed to smash me in the neck on the speed ball course while i was taking on xander and pinhead. Squirming on the ground in pain has never been so much fun. I was so tired by the time i got home and pretty much was crashing out in the car. After sitting in a aircon room all year in a cushy chair and not really pushign myself physically the days events over 8 hours of high adrenaline running and shooting really took it out of me. The next day i slept all day and couldn't really walk propery and for the entire next week i walk half limping everywhere. Pain and discomfort is always appreciated when its well deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to get back into the killing fields again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/datuputi/172450807/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/68/172450807_b5e6924b73.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Welt on neck" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115068349349498802?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115068349349498802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115068349349498802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115068349349498802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115068349349498802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/gabriel-paintball.html' title='Gabriel paintball'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115067632657156158</id><published>2006-06-19T10:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T10:18:46.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>friday 9th Dinner @ jasmines</title><content type='html'>sorry thursday was the 8th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was the 9th, miscalculation on my part. but friday i finished work and emt up with luke before headign off to a small dinner party with jazz and a few of her mates. The collective of people that rocked up were all people who loved the nightlife and the music and getting up and having a dance, but were all on a bit of a backburner and in need of a little rest. So we al hit up jasmines place in cammeray for a little dinenr and cruised back for some dirty electro tunes. Mickey and rodger were mad and there were two others that hit off early for another party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things i realised while at this party was the difference between dirty electro and electro and that im more into the dancing than the music. And that i will just get up and dance if i like the song and not actually pay any attention to the song or the artist/dj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115067632657156158?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115067632657156158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115067632657156158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115067632657156158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115067632657156158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/friday-9th-dinner-jasmines.html' title='friday 9th Dinner @ jasmines'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115018565270529474</id><published>2006-06-13T17:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T18:00:52.726+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jimmy and the orange gun cd launch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursdsay 9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gaz was sick and boss lady called matt P in but he didn't come in so when 4pm came around shes upped and left which meant that it was me after 4 by myself with rick next door. There was no suite work to be done and i left for an hour at 6 but had to come back at around 7 for an hour because there was dubbs that need to be done. As i was about to leave literally around 8 i got a last minute call from brenton to remind me about "jimmy and the gun"'s cd launch at the basement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was a bit strange being at the basement, mainly because i was sober. Every one there was wacked out of their brains and there was an amazing crowd that turned out in support of the band. There was quite a few people from wagga, local wagga people who showed up and a small amount of those i knew through some crazy connection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One girl i met who seemed quite nice but reminded me too much of my flat mate meagan was far to gone and could barely talk, but seemed to remember me from back in high school because we caught the same bus. Another jess chick knew me because i had a drunken arugument which i dont recall out the front of my house in flinders street and she was just a little too crazy for my liking. nice nonetheless. The other was a smaller girl i had never met before cute and petite. Me and phil started talking to her but she kept going on about her life and all teh issues that have plagued her since her early teens. And she too was pretty far gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Im going home i thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had to work the next day but fk it i thought, i dont get toi celebrate withthe boys as much i would like and i never get to see the band, So i saw them and they were good. Since the first time i saw them a year ago now they were still scarifier with brentonplaying on guitar. now he has added his influence and they have come out with their own style that i believe will be taken very well by the australian public. Timing and good management and they'll be fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love that africa song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After the basement we all headed to some other pub i cant remember. Wasn't any good from it seems. stayed there for a bit and watched to see if phil picked up that chick or not. Got bored and it was around 3am so i headed off. Me pat and ash headed to the city from circ quay and made our way to hungry jacks. (i refused maccas) and ate. pat was being a dick as he does when he get pissed sometimes and nearly got into about 5 fights. All good in the end and i managed to catch the last night rider back home to ashfield finally crashing at 4:30am. ahh yeah i was tired for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115018565270529474?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115018565270529474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115018565270529474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115018565270529474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115018565270529474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/jimmy-and-orange-gun-cd-launch.html' title='jimmy and the orange gun cd launch'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-115018346765846905</id><published>2006-06-13T17:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T17:27:33.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi train with Luke and Jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything seems to be coming in highs and lows these days. no clear sailing for me. But thats how i seem to do things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after the previous weekend my faith in meeting a nice girls not even ones i wanna pick up just meeting nice girls as friends was very far out the window. I thought, maybe my standards are too high and that i should give girls more of a chance than what i have been giving them. That maybe there are really nice girls just around the corner and that theyre not all selfish mindless zombies out to drain my credit balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Of course this is not true and there are nice girls out there and i am just being silly and a little judgmental when it comes to assesssing the other half of the human race. And monday nights dinner prooved that. I met with luke and his newest girlie friend jasmine. A friend of a friend and a shared common interest in nightlife partying and having a jolly good time while listening to dirty electro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We headed to sushi train in crowies nice and convenient since i work there and she lives in cammeray. Only lukey had to go out of his way. I had never had a actual sushi train before and revelled in the $2.50 plates on special for dinner some how? As for jasmine i would have to say shes probably one of the coolest chicks i have met in such a long time. I mean, not to put a damper of the coolest of chick friends coming from kylies department but after having cut her off i now have to cut them off too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So without considering that part of my life jasmine is the coolest chick ive met since jess way back when i first started this blog. Kudos Jazz. Will hit musicaa up this weekend for sure babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So we had dinner and then coffee at new orleans just the three of us, stress free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A word of advise on the sushi train. your probably better of getting a meal which is cheaper but then you lose the variety provided by the choice in dishes. But i was no where near full once i had polished off 20 bucks worth of japanese fish dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/162228741_20b5797e06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/162228739_6bfdc29fae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/162228740_fbe7d2b236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-115018346765846905?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/115018346765846905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=115018346765846905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115018346765846905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/115018346765846905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/sushi-train-with-luke-and-jazz.html' title='Sushi train with Luke and Jazz'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114984429092673668</id><published>2006-06-09T19:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:29:17.213+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery sat post pinns 21st</title><content type='html'>The next day was fun. we all crashed at lukes in newies and woke to find max upped and vanished. So it was me luke and pinns and a few missions. Ikea seemed to be the first stop for some ungodly reason. Luke ended up getting a clothes basket but we pretty much spent the whole time walking around going on about taps???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/160738232_e3fe4e455e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lunch, for me a sub that they forgot to cut. and luke and pinns hit up the roasted potatoes. Then moved on to all the factory outlets in alexandria. Also checked out the ruins of the previously known Gabriel Studios on bourke rd. So many memories of that place and now its all demolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/50/161520460_e02dee42fe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/160738231_4d34d2f6b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way out to LaB crowsnest wherer they were filming behind the scenes interviews for gabriel. We went out to check it out and it was good for me to catch up with a few of the cast/crew again some of which i hadn't seen since filming. I also saw the official teaser thats getting released soon online. look amazing and there is certainly a little bit of hype and vibe going around about it. It wont be long now and the next thing you'll know it thats it will just be everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually meant to go out dancign with bec on sat night but at the last moment i was on the phone and i suddenly lost interest. Sorry babe but it really was just a spontaneous thing. Ended up staying home and recovering a little bit watching movies. Nice quite night. And housies (housemates, i didn't intend to pike it on your gig, but i wasn't in the mood, just walked in through the door and i just piked on bec so if i piked on her then i have to pike on you too. Im not avoiding seeing you play live!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh that one was a long one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114984429092673668?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114984429092673668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114984429092673668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114984429092673668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114984429092673668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/recovery-sat-post-pinns-21st.html' title='Recovery sat post pinns 21st'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114984365888517790</id><published>2006-06-09T18:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:25:15.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinheads bday</title><content type='html'>I wasn't really up for a big night much prefferring to stay back at joes place and chill out while hitting up the pepsi and takin gout a few noobz on CS lol :D love that talk. But i had to head out for pinns bday. the big 21 and all so i had no choice and well why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the reasons why not.&lt;br /&gt;1. It was pissing down rain&lt;br /&gt;2. It was cold.&lt;br /&gt;3. I was poor (Self inflicted of course)&lt;br /&gt;4. There were 8 guys and 2 girls neither of which i wanted to pick up&lt;br /&gt;5. I was sober and there was free grog&lt;br /&gt;6. Everyone else was pissed&lt;br /&gt;7. I wanted to be geeky and play computer games all night and drink pepsi&lt;br /&gt;8. I was tired from work&lt;br /&gt;9. Both girls eventually ditching us at ruby rabbit and therest of us not getting in becasuse there were too many guys&lt;br /&gt;10. Scotty ditched the pack because he followed his dick for a bird he worked with that he wasn't getting any from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these parts however were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hanging out at PoMo drinking for free even though i wasn't&lt;br /&gt;2. Spending time with the boys&lt;br /&gt;3. something about taps???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and max your cool, sweet!! tap tap, ditch the girl and move intot he city so us boys can have a ball hitting the town. (once i start drinking again that is). scotty your a poo poo head because you ditched us for a lowly tramp. And the two tramps i have to say that at first glance i thought you were alright girls and were nice to talk to but every moment of night that passed the more your selfish shallow souls were revealed. The blonde chick was by far the worst getting kicked out of mansions for started because she didn't understand the words "no smoking" and then had a hissy fit outside infront of the pub and bouncers about how she was a "criminal for smoking, yes im a criminal". and then complaining even more because her sister rathered the company of her friends then her drunk little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/161520462_f6617fe639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after getting to ruby rabbit. the girls got in for free (15 bucks cover fee) and made five guys wait outside, tehn after me and luke refused to leave the others behind they sulked because they didn't get in. Then walked to the courthouse and after a strong recommendationt hat the courthouse was and is quite possible the worst pub in sydney and the last resort for the night decided to head in anyway. Stay for 5 minuted shile they complained how shit it was. Then i suggested kebalas-??? which i said wasn't exactly great but was better than courthouse. complained about how crap it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then left there and formulated a plan to get us all into ruby rabbit. John (coco) leaves at this point -kudos- and the four of us me luke pins and max wait while the two girls and scottie head into rubies. It wasn't long while we waited before we soon realised "fuck this" and decided to get some pizza and head home. There was one last chance to get in when the blondes sister and her friends rock up and we approached them after leaving their company only 15 minutes earlier, were rewarded wth a rude snob and run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could understand if worthwhile upperclass girls that were attractive and wealthy and intelligent would ditch us boys in such snobbery, but these girls wouldn't even classify on a modern scale of chick rating. in baseball theyd be foul and no plumber would tap that. Intellictually they were dimwits with maybe a small chance of recovery for looks and wealth but there was no saving grae from that department. Snobbed and ditched by lowly tramps. What a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114984365888517790?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114984365888517790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114984365888517790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114984365888517790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114984365888517790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/pinheads-bday.html' title='Pinheads bday'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114984222349521496</id><published>2006-06-09T18:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T18:37:03.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stencil festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i met up with byrnesey after running into jess downtown kings cross while i was heading home from that long pub crawl night across the city without any beer. Since i hadn't seen her in a while i had a little bit of a chat and then got anthonys details since i lost them when my phone was traded in at YU bar for two pills. (wasn't me i swear, at least i think it wasn't me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Back to the point. Met up with anthony and headed out to the stencil festival in chippendale for my own amusement as well as to try and get some hook up details for fishbowl. The work displayed at the festival was of a diverse variety having been collected by the dealers from all across the world. Street art from Brazil to russia all mixed in with a littl ebit of aussie street art too. The quality was quite good and some of theworks quite appealing and original but htere was one small ideal that caused conflict with the whole balance of the universe thing. street art displayed in a gallery kinda defeats the purpose of it being street art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I mean the artist and the dealers do have to make a living and you do have to spread the culture of the medium as well as promote the artists and pay rent and live the life. but its kinda not right. i walked out on the street minutes after viewing the works and a few blocks away was a perfect example of a wall that had been tagged by youths branding their personal ownership of one small piece of wall. Street art shoul djust belong on the street. I also beleive that if could make it for less than the price on the wall then i wouldn't buy it and the price was really ridiculous for the works they were displaying. i liked alot but i wouldn't pay that much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After we left me and byrnesy met up with luke and once again indulged in happy chef. God that place is good. I just cant get over how good their soup dishes are. Im sure that once i figure out or someone tells me whats in it and how they do it i will never eat it again but for now. its just so good. Go Happy Chef!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114984222349521496?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114984222349521496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114984222349521496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114984222349521496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114984222349521496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/stencil-festival.html' title='stencil festival'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114914254550640461</id><published>2006-06-01T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:15:45.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday 31st june 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to the city to meet up with bec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to establishment to check out a competition to see who won a trip to Germany to see the soccer. The place was filled with upperclass snobs or suits as i like to refer to them. I surely realised that they are not my kind of people. Spiritually it was a place filled by a ever sucking black hole of energy. The people there are leeches drawing in everything they can get their hands on. A room full of masks and pretenders. The guys are there to show off their wealth and sophisitication after their boring office jobs with a nifty commission. Whilst the girls are their to prance around and display their bodies and style in search for gold catch of a husband and his credit balance. Gold diggers a plenty @ the establishment. I left feeling overwhelmed by the lack of soul in such a pretencious club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The evil side of me makes me wanna go and suit up and have fun with the diggers prancing around the bar. Im sure that there are individuals there that are genuine and would just prefer drinking in a quality bar rather than the trashy pubs that litter george street but im sure thats not the case. To wrap it up as i was leaving the asian girl from big brother 06 rocked up. Hah, it was great. icing on the cake. Girls have nicknamed "dry cleaners" because it where you go to pick up a "suit". figures after you go there for a night. Maybe the guys should nickname it "mineshaft", because its where you go to pick up a "gold digger", ha, lame but it entertained me for at least half a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114914254550640461?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114914254550640461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114914254550640461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114914254550640461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114914254550640461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/06/wednesday-31st-june-2006.html' title='wednesday 31st june 2006'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114897713005639368</id><published>2006-05-30T17:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:18:50.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend of the 26th - 28th june</title><content type='html'>Lets try and cram all three days into one post. hopefully it wil be quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;had no plans so called bec and planned to meet up with her @ martin place to go to the last of the so called  night markets in china town. i reckon theyll be back. I rock up to martin street bar in my cool as folkie jacket, which is light brown. And i get there on a friday night after work and im surrounded by suits. I seem to have a dislike for suits as i was bagging them out the whole time. This considering i will probably become one one day and bec and her friends seemed to fit in quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason i was in such a smart ass mood i must have annoyed bec immensly who had had a few drinks by then. She was there with a friend of heres called josh and all of his mates. I thought this is cool and a nice opportunity to meet new ppl which i love doing most of the time. Then all of a sudden the group left for home! Home. Incase you missed it the first time. I just get there and they leave. Ok well who is left then. Me and to my right bec and next to her is josh, her friend who shes out with and hmmmm, well thats it. then i realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on a date. not even my date, but a date with bec and josh. Not a real date but one nonetheless. The thing was that bec didn't know she was on a date either. He was 19 and she was 22. This may not seem like much but bec has matured alot since the rocket and blue wig wearing crazy 18 year old i first met. She mad become more lady like and established. Troubled as we all are but independant and confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 19 year old boy to me seemed very much clueless as to the world. He lived at home and dreamed of buying a v6 commodore, or some similar model. I think he couldn't distinguish the relationship that existed between me and bec and thought that realstionship as a threat. For the whole night i felt in a constant battle for affection. Fighting a 19 year old boy in minisculer social and strategic games about winning position and praise for my ex girlfriend. I foud the whole thing quite funny. A few times he clearly made moves on bec in front of me implying in small unconscious animalistic ways that this one was his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe an older boy would reaslise battles where there is need of fighting. Maybe i see stupidity that exists in him that did or still does exist inside me. I shut myself fromt the world. After having a few too many cokes and waters (no drinking remember)i decided that the city was too much for me and i relly just wanted to get the hell out of the and have a little chuckle about our boy josh. He actually seemed like a genuine nice bloke but showing his years all too clearly. Good luck joshy ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i also bought a sword too for 20 bucks. first one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get in moods where the last thing you want to do is stay at home not matter how crap the night is and saturday was one of those days. They happen every now and then and theyre more common in winter with all weather effects minusing from the total quality value of the night. I started with simply meeting up with the boys (pat and phil and ash pats girl) for dinner down at a pub near china town. I got called and luke and pins and donna, luke flatmate were all heading to the excelsior to check out a band. So we had dinner, played some pool, ash pissed off for work and we headed to glebe to check out these bands. Because pats whipped like we all do get sometimes ;P he walked his girl to herwork near martin place and then back to glebe to drink  with us. ohh nice boy you say but sucker also comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and phil meanwhile caught a taxi who instead of heading straight on george and tehn turnign left decided to turn right and then right again essentially going in the wrong way. then after we stop at some lights he asks us if it was this street to turn right or then next one. We say next one and he turns down the first one anyway. What a fucking dickhead. Then we get out and we find we are still 15 minutes walk fromt he fucking pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind payin gfor a taxi because they provide the now essential as well as the assurance that your going to get dropped off where you need to go. This idiot drops us off at the wrong place and goes the long way. anyways moving on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the pub and the bands were ok. I actually missed most of the band we went to see because i was punting on the pokies. lost 20. damn. Then the rest were quite boring and as i wasn't drinking i got quite bored. We all headed off luke pins and donna included to the AB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion this place for a pub was over-renovated. Everything seemed abit too nice and flashy. Fish in the fish tank. Communist russian designs onthe wall. Long curving staricase. And the patronage were a bit upper yuppish too, but thats only a minor flaw. We got there and were waiting for pool tables when they announced last drinks. They were shutting at 12. - next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pins left and we headed to scubar. sucked. two girls and 50 guys. no thanks. - next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to scruffy murphies. U2 cover band and other than that it sucked. I asked luke if he had ever seen ugly people @candies and hes said noe. I realised they were all here. That sounds pretty harsh but if youve ever seen scruffy murphies then you'll realise its fair. They were a few raritites just to dispel complete generalisation but its true.- next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luke and donna left after sharinga kebab and got a little disgruntled at the city because luke sees it every day. fair enough. so they went and me pat and phil walked to tailor square. We went to some kebalas or somethign bar just up from courthouse. Before getting there we were witness to a gang of 15 guys chase three guy sbolting for dear life down oxford street. Who knows what that was about but they better have been good at running. it was nice inside with a good crown. very uppish yuppie while most people seemd to be from a ball of formal in suits and girls in full dresses. It was cold so it must have been important. Met up with brenton and all the band boys. Theyre cool and mad to hang out with. trash themselves everytime. awesome. sucked i wasn't drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to the cross to go to dragon flies but the band boys were too casual so we headed to empire down the other side of the cross. I remember going here with stony a few years ago and it is just as dodgy as even. Lots of people there evenat 4am but they all looked so trashed. I was feeling sick as by now after so many coke and waters. and it was cold. we slowly and by slowly i mean around 1m a minute. it took over and hour and a to get to martinplace. We had to go pick up ash to either continue drinking (yeah right) or go home and crash. Pat was fighting with her the whole time constantly calling at every phone booth. Then we get there and she says she'll come out and ends up making us wait till around 5:40am. fuck this we said and went home. I crashed at brentons and they sorted everything out by the time i woke up. i suppose couples are meant to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Everyones hung over, even me, from the coke and water and from staying out in the cold till 5/6 am. So we all head to the roxbury to get breakfast, counter meal chicken schnitzel. coke for me and beer for the boys. Luckily we find upstairs and apool table which has 25 free games on it. score. so we play pool all day. then i head home and get much needed rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see wasnt that long.&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114897713005639368?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114897713005639368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114897713005639368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897713005639368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897713005639368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-of-26th-28th-june.html' title='weekend of the 26th - 28th june'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114897456827626257</id><published>2006-05-30T17:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:36:08.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday 23rd june Farewell James</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;James is cool. Thats pretty much sums it up. i could keep going on but he is cool. Loyal to his friends he has the best dress style i know of for guys and he always looks after his mates. So james going to america for three months is a sad thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;great because i would love to go to america even though i dont respect the government all that much i would still love to go there, so its a great life experience for him to head off. But there will be 3 months, 3 cold months where james will not be out partying with us. I told him ill drink with him when he gets back. Cant wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We all went out for a korean dinner in the city, and by all i mean me james and luke. The three boys. Then headed to newtown to meet up with simon and then headed to a cocktail bar for a drink. Some kinda small pub crawl began as we headed down to zanzibar then to the townie. they were all crap and as the night starte dso good it ended so bad. Watching boxing @ the townie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Will miss you james, come back soon bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114897456827626257?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114897456827626257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114897456827626257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897456827626257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897456827626257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/tuesday-23rd-june-farewell-james.html' title='tuesday 23rd june Farewell James'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114897418351611324</id><published>2006-05-30T17:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:29:43.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday 20th june Musicaa</title><content type='html'>I planned to go out on friday. that didnt happen. before that the plan was to go to canberra for a weekend catching up with mates and drinking with cousins while i pick up my car. that didn't happen. So when my plans changed on friday i was sure that sat would change too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since i no longer needed to go to canberra that left an opening for me to fill in as camera man for musicaa. Since luke and pins was heading too along with the lovely jasmine i though working wouldn't be that bad. I got the camera as you know after i got home sat arvo i got ready and headed straight back out to meet up with luke in newtown. Along the way i got a call from pat and he and phil were heading to the lansdowne for a few drinks. "Fuck that" i though, "come along to Candies and ill get you both in for free and we can party allnight".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well they agreed and we met up in newie and went to luke for pre-drinks before heading out. James was there too and so in the end it was luke, james, pins, me, pat, phil and jasmine who we met up with later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got there ok even though we split up for a bit. I got us in and they partied oon while i drank free booze and went around filming the four asian dance girls and got up on stage while filming the djs playing there. Its so much fun beign there and being apart of the whole night. rather than just being one of the people fucked out of their brains while they listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great night, oh ah it didn't count towards the 3 months of no drinking. - 2 weeks of mouring for the loss of a friend and 3 months punishment for each year i chased the girl- rules of chesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114897418351611324?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114897418351611324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114897418351611324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897418351611324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897418351611324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/saturday-20th-june-musicaa.html' title='saturday 20th june Musicaa'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114897365859668731</id><published>2006-05-30T17:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:20:58.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'>friday 18th june</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My pans were to go out dancing with bec because she wanted to take me out and i really wanted togo dancing. still do in fact, rnb style though. But she called and cancelled on me while i was @ joes house. I had to pick up a camera and the next thing im playing burn out 3 :D and checking out some dvds and shit they have on their pc's. Such a boys night in. Me joe and his flat mate who i cant remember his name. We stayed up all night and had one of those nerdy nights of talking computer game movie music talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We headed into oxford st to drop off lulu at work and headed over to new york style pizza for some food. Headed back to joes and polished off a case of pepsi. old school LAN style. Then got some gaytime ice creams (the best) and some sausage rolls and meat pies from crowsnest and went back for some more boyish kinda shit which included designing the noobz.tv logo. Oh yeah and at some point phil rocked up after work. he's cool, tall mofo though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then i crashed out ont he couch. ahh love these kinda random nights especially when you get cancelled on. no bad, bec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114897365859668731?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114897365859668731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114897365859668731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897365859668731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897365859668731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/friday-18th-june.html' title='friday 18th june'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114897327795234717</id><published>2006-05-30T17:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:14:37.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday 16th June</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It cold and winter is drearl on my soul. Not just the previous few weeks but the fact that im a warm blooded tropical south east asian. Damn white blood does me not good so when it cold i die. Anyway my hair is getting long and when it gets wet in winter it stays cold all day and looks crap. ive put up with it for long enough and i thought about keeping it for another year but its really pissing me off and i dont really need the distraction. soo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;buzzzzzzzz..............buzz..... zzzz.zzzz.....zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and gone. Shaved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ah beautiful indeed. Its great. ive had some time to get used to it now and its really growing back quite fast but i have to admit it look better on me. Ahh and i dont have to maintain it and care for it. Its great. A bit cold though so now i have to buy a beanie, like a decent on. i was also thinking of a scarf and maybe one of those big oong black jackets. hmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah and i stopped drinking well for a bit anyway. A couple of reasons mainly to recover some of my mind. and also tos ave cash and also self inficted punishment. my way of doing things if you dont get that last one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Met up with westy and headed to newtown for dinner. Ended up at the courthouse for a counter meal because i had heard of it from simon who i ran into @ tropfest and he worked there. I got a chicken schnitzel and dave got salty pepper squid. Both were really bland and i kinda wished for happy chef afterwards. oh well. next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114897327795234717?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114897327795234717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114897327795234717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897327795234717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897327795234717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/tuesday-16th-june.html' title='tuesday 16th June'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114897280226474833</id><published>2006-05-30T16:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:06:42.280+10:00</updated><title type='text'>monday 15th coffee with K</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work has tired me again and i was still worried about what was happening between me and K. After stressing out from my depression hit i gave it a long thought and decided i needed to talk to her about everything. We met up for coffee and then had a chat about me and my problems. the night was actually quite nice and i was going in to tell her i was backing off. I needed clarity and space. After the nights events i found i had lost my girl and my best friend and was even lonlier than when i had left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its always a bad thing to lose friends especially when you care about them. I not only lost her but i also lost the friends i made through her which i am sure i wont see again. It make me sad to close people out but its the only way. I become too fond of people and i have trouble expressing myself with people. If i dont know them and i dont care if i never see them again then yeah fuck em, who gives a shit. but if i actually appreciate and respect someone then i struggle to be myself. Only when all barriers have been crossed and theres nothing left in the world to lose people find out what im really like. Even then they realise they know nothing about me other than shards of fragments i reveal in uncertainty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Closure is good and focus important. Time to move on and find another chicky. Good bye K and good luck. Will miss you in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114897280226474833?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114897280226474833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114897280226474833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897280226474833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114897280226474833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-15th-coffee-with-k.html' title='monday 15th coffee with K'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114835607061318338</id><published>2006-05-23T13:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T13:47:50.613+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fing template</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok so my blogs fucked up a bit now and all the side bar shit seems to be dropping to the bottom and i dont know why. I could fix it but i couldn't be arsed testing and finding out why its fucked so its gunna stay like this until i get too annoyed with it and just fix it. Bloody annoying crap. I hat it when it fucking changes for now reason. happened his time last year too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im behind on posts too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114835607061318338?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114835607061318338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114835607061318338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114835607061318338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114835607061318338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/fing-template.html' title='fing template'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114802191256603132</id><published>2006-05-19T16:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T16:58:32.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>recovery and dinner</title><content type='html'>spent sunday with joel and oi, getting food and catching up with shaun and trang before we had to go. Me and joel headed off to haymarket food court for some happy chef in remeniscence of the fact that we used to do this 7 years ago and paying tribute to the time that has passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting home i crashed for an hour then headed to bec house for dinner. I was a little out of it that day and on the way there i got onthe right bus he 421 to glebe but for some reason i thought towards parramatta wasn't the right way and caught the bus back to the city. It wasn't until i was past town hall that i realised. I had to get off at wynyard catch a train back to central where i waslked the exact same path to the same bus stop i was at 20 minutes earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually i got to becs and we had hamburgers for dinner and a nice chat about life. Love those chats with people. Working out the little intricacies that make up the world and influences the deciscions we make. The small uneventful circumstances that control our lives and trying to understand something that cannot be understood. Upon reflection we can all see how far from the truth we trully are. Its good to talk it out with other people because at least you have morethan one mind working on the problem together and one thing i learnt from first year of uni is that stepping back from the painting always gives you a different perspective. Fundamentally turning off tunnel vision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dinner was a nice distraction before the sound of alarms preach into my ears that i need to go to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114802191256603132?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114802191256603132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114802191256603132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114802191256603132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114802191256603132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/recovery-and-dinner.html' title='recovery and dinner'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114802137313918047</id><published>2006-05-19T16:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T16:49:33.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>week post depression and bamboo</title><content type='html'>A slow week considering my weekend. It usually is that was after epression hits. Time slows down and cruelly makes you wade through ever moment of pain that inflicts upon you. It went slow but time cant stay still forever and eventually you realise in reflection that time has passed and things start to feel better and then you can laugh at the ridicule you put your self through. The Problem remains though you still dont have control and cant stop it from hitting you again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner at mattyg's place on wednesday and then had happy chef with luke after doing some shopping in newtown on thursday. Friday i headed out to my sisters and had a chat with her about everything in my life and i have to say, big sisters are good at doing their job sometimes. It was also good to see che che and kizito once again. such a cutey those to are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, i got picked up by joel and oi and we headed into the city to meet up with trang one of oi's friends from brisbane. We all met up with shaun another friend and bren(dan) the funny asian metrosexual who also brought along a few girls to entertain us. sorry cant remember all your names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed into darling harbour and had chintas chinese. There was no alchy allowed so me and joel smuggled the hennessey into our coke while the others had house wine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the others headed straight to the club afterwards while me and joel headed back to the hotel for some more hennessey. Along the way piss head joel drops the swipe card for the hotel somewhere between haymarket and sarling harbour. We get to the front of the hotel before he realises that its gone. "there was a point where i remember definitely having it" claims joel so we head back to that point to try and find it always looking for the card on our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come to a intersection a few blocks up which has construction on it to the point where the pathway thins to a small wooden board covering a dry hole in the ground. Single file we stop behind a group of people and the next thing i see is joels hand reaching down into the blackness of night and magically pulling this card out of thin air. "jow the f*uck, did you find that" came out of my mouth is complete awe and surprise at the bullshite i had just witnessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he recalls to me, "i didn't even know what i was holding and then the next thing i realise was, oh! sweet the card, and it was in my hand". Some times the mind just slaps the body around and takes control for a few seconds while the most blatantly obvious thing needs to be done and once its done gives it back. amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we head back to the hotel have a few hennesseys while watching music max, yay!, and then made our way to bamboo. By cab of course, there was no way we could have made it there on foot and not get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bamboo was pretty packed and we were greeted by kong and noi,upon arrival who got there a few minutes before us. Inside bamboo was a club pretty much packed with asians. Not the drugged crack heads of nightclubs but regular alcho asians hitting the club and doing some dancing to so rnb and hip hop tunes. This is what ive missed. As much as i love getting into the dance and techno, funk beats breaks and bass, i love getting into some good bassy rnb. Theyre all the songs youve heard before but its just good to dance to without too much sweat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into the drinks from minute one and i hit up the extra dry's first while joel and the other boys got scotch and dry's. finally after years of complaininghteyre getting that i cant stand scotch. Just not the drink for me. Then later im sure they got into the red bull and voddies while i got into the smrnoff's. For a night im not meant to be drinking on i sure as hell am getting pretty drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlights of the club for me were watching dan teasing the young asian girls with corny dance moves and watching them as one by one they all fell for his charm, then watch him move on from one girl to the next randomly getting their attention and then ditching it for the like of another girl. Extremely metrosexual he just did it for fun and at the end of the night if he had a girl to take home well then hed go for it. All round joker of the group and funny to watch from my point of view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must also mention i ran into dez, shaun and mark from wagga who all seem to have moved up to sydney and partying it up. cheers boys, might see you out again some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114802137313918047?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114802137313918047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114802137313918047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114802137313918047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114802137313918047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/week-post-depression-and-bamboo.html' title='week post depression and bamboo'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114801936407101641</id><published>2006-05-19T16:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T16:16:04.083+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Phil Solimons 25th Sunday the 7th</title><content type='html'>My saturday of hell was over and i needed ppl to talk to. part of the healing process begins with the teaching of my friends of what is whrong and knowledge of their support that lets me know im not alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i met with bec and went out to newtown to catch  up with old friends from uni at phil solimans 25th. There was a picnic in the park with frizbees and dogs and lots of canonbert which is fantastic cheese with crackers. I was good to have a chat with bec about alot of the things that are plagueing my mind. It was also good to get out in the sun and socialize a bit without getting pissed. Stress free, me and bec went and had a coffee before hitting the union pub (i didn't drink) and then went further up King St for some thai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bec went home and so i had dinner with the boys and stef and tim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114801936407101641?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114801936407101641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114801936407101641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114801936407101641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114801936407101641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/phil-solimons-25th-sunday-7th.html' title='Phil Solimons 25th Sunday the 7th'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114716247053370941</id><published>2006-05-09T18:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:18:57.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my tat</title><content type='html'>Ive been trying to finish off the design for my tat, and ive encountered many design flaws in what ive been trying to do. To encorporate all the fundamental elements of my beliefs. last night i had a dream and in this dream i was revealed the solution to this problem. Only two years after starting and now ive finally coe past this block hole. i do seem to take my sweet ass time with important things anyway, the chesh way. long hard and painfully annoying but when i get there its bloody great adn well worth it. So when its finally finished its gunna be a great tat that i drew myself (except for the dragons which ill get vic to draw which is ok) and its original and it has alot of meaning for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now ill explain a little about what its about. (for an interesting read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing is a i ching ming coin (chinese of course). The heaven and earth coin, the outer circle represents heaven and the inner square the earth residing inside the boundaries of heaven. The Very inner hexagon is the yin yang which is absolute balance within the boundaries of the earth realm. (Everything having a equal and opposite). The eight trigram surrounding the represent the infinite possibilities of existence. Each trigram is made up of three lines broken or unbroken, beginning middle and end, and the eight trigrams are the eight possibilities/ probabilities or arrangement (or fate, parralel universes or futures depending on how you look at it). Surrounding the earth is the four dragons of the elements earth air fire and water, they fly around the earth eating each other in turn giving birth to each other. refering to the snake motif that eats its own tail. (of course this pic only has two atm. sorry). and they exist within the realm of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a design so far but the octagon will be a subtle earth and each trigram clouds while the dragons will all be elemental in their own right. The heavens will be a coin and the dragons stamped on them. should look good once its done. Full black and white too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;size about the size of my hand and on my upper back to the left (shoulder blade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/143307872_f602965941.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114716247053370941?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114716247053370941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114716247053370941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114716247053370941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114716247053370941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-tat.html' title='my tat'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114705995136324765</id><published>2006-05-08T11:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:45:51.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety and Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are alot of things people dont know about me and these things i have kept to myself because i am a proud and stubborn person who is passionate about anything i have an interest in. I am successful but i am far from perfection. I have a problem and i keep it hidden away from everyone because i consider it weak and i dont like to reveal myself to people who arn't close to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i will try and be completely straight forward and not to ramble on as i usually do. For around 7 years or more i have been battling depression and anxiety for control and stability of my mind. I know i am not schitzophrenic but i do have two dominant personalities or masks that people know me by. The first would be chesh who exists to serve the purpose of having to deal with people. He is confident, and usually has no problems interacting with people socially. Chesh is the mask i wear when i meet people and is the person most people will know. Allan on the other hand is not known by anyone, except for the few people that are closest to me. My family know of my problems and there have been many instances where i have broken down and cried for no reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are times when i dont know who i am, changing from one personality to the next several times ina few moments. There are memeories i cant access not matter how muchi try but i know are there and then later i can recall them in full detail and remember that i couldn't think of any of this previously. Then there are moment of time i cant remember at all, even though people have told me about them (non drunken moments too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The anxiety makes me nervous and tense and affects me physically. At the end of high school i had three attacks which put me into a fit state. the final one i was in the bathroom and i hit my head on the sink and woke up lying on the floor of my bathroom. i have only told a few people of this numbering less than 3 and not even my mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of more recent times when i feel an attack coming on i stop and my body stops listening to the signals from my brain. I spend all my energy in just trying to stay in some kind of control and always remembering to breath. This leads to me stopping in whtever it is im doing and standing there for minutes at a time not moving. Sometimes i have laid down in soem random position on the floos and stared at the same section of wall or ceiling for more than and hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is making me physically sick and also destroys any kind of joy that is in my life. Of any accomplishment or achievement i feel no passion or pleasure. It destroys my apetite, ambition and motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The depression plays with my emotions like a child with a now found love for yoyo's. Only two weeks ago i felt like i was on top of the world and now i am scraping the bottom of the barrel. I am so up and down that it takes alot of energy just to try and maintain some sort of balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel like i need to curl up into aball and break down into tears but there is nothing there for me to be sad about and no tears to cry. In the down time i am constantly in despair and moody. This is why i have such mad mood swings and shift from happy and cheery to pissed off or angry or depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are my weakneses that i need to share today. For the last year or so since i got back from phillipines it has been getting worst each week. With work i can keep myself distracted but when a weekend comes along i have time to myself and i think about it too much and then feed it energy. So for every weekend in the last year i have been distracting myself so i dont think about it. Thats why i get overtly drunk every weekend and take drugs to numb my mind. For the entirety of high school i smoked pot so i didn't feel it anymore, but i think in the end it only made it worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So when last saturday came i was overcome by a wave of depression crashing through my weakened defeses. Drinking half a case of beer on friday didn't help. So when it hit me on saturday i had to get out and do some thing or see someone anyone. I called everybody that was in sydney and searched for my closest of friends for comfort. But every where i turned there was no one there. And as every hour of pain passed i sat there falling further and further into my own darkness consumed by despair that doesn't even exist. I had to face it. months and months of displaced pain and frustration and my greatest of fears. i was alone. everyone had left me and when i needed them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I spoke to my house mates after i could manage to move my body again with some kind of control. I assume they had no idea, and mog mentioned going for a walk. I thought it was a good idea but when the time came she opted to not come. So i went by myself. If they had any idea how i was feeling maybe they wouldn't have let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My walk to the servo took my mind to many many places. about my existence and my place in this society and this country and my family and my friends and about the reality that exists around the corner. I am not suicidal but similar thought certainly were going through my mind at the time and i sure as hell shouldn't have been walking the streets alone at that hour in that mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont know what to say anymore. I dont want your sympathy i just want your support. And to apologise for not being honest with the world that knows me. Obviously their are similarities between my two personalities as well as elements shared by each but i feel that you dont know who i am, and only know chesh. If you call me chesh and not allan then you dont know who i am. No matter how close you think you are to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my point from here is just to say that i have given up drinking and any further drug abuse and after i return from canberra i will be going onto antidepressants. I hate the thought of being dependant on a drug to feel normal but i cant fight this on my own any more. Im writing this because this blog is a part of the healing process. It is one form of working through the problem, and by talking to the people i care about most i think i will be fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thankyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Allan Morgan Mosqueda Chesher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114705995136324765?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114705995136324765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114705995136324765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705995136324765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705995136324765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/anxiety-and-depression.html' title='Anxiety and Depression'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114705191346679706</id><published>2006-05-08T11:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:32:14.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'>drinks at work</title><content type='html'>there were the usual friday drinks at work which also coincided with the shave for cancer charity event where bec from ambience decided to shave her head. There was a good crowd and she raised a fair amount of cash for charity so good for her and best of luck with the regrowing of hair. Other than that it was a pretty drunk night for em and i think when counting back i downed a full 1/2 case of beer on my own. With no energy and still recovering from the weeks events it wasn't the best for me. you'll see later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114705191346679706?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114705191346679706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114705191346679706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705191346679706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705191346679706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/drinks-at-work.html' title='drinks at work'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114705160814922734</id><published>2006-05-08T11:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:26:48.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>May day and the first week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i tried to send you posts emails and call you about may day but just in case you didn't get it here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY MAY DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;especially to you greggy and happy bday as well. i pray the wind spirit look sover you in your long journey and brings us safely back to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so that was mayday and now i cant even remember doing anything other than going to work and being sick. Tuesday saw me head to work and by half way through the day i was sent home for being sick and told not to come in on wednesday. So wednesday i stayed home and recovered. Trent and megans band played at club 77 and i was woken up at 3am by really loud classical music. Thanks mog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114705160814922734?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114705160814922734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114705160814922734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705160814922734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705160814922734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-day-and-first-week.html' title='May day and the first week'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114705128466481669</id><published>2006-05-08T11:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:21:24.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday after</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i woke up feeling dead to the world. it had finally kicked in. I had other fishbowl commitments and still had to wake early to get out to stleonards for interviews. I felt sick all day and i wasn't even needed that much. but it was still handy having me around. i went home felt crap and needed to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114705128466481669?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114705128466481669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114705128466481669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705128466481669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705128466481669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/saturday-after.html' title='saturday after'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114705116219482955</id><published>2006-05-08T10:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T11:19:22.216+10:00</updated><title type='text'>friday 28th, petes surpise bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok so there was no plan for this night and just after i left work i vaguely remembered a email we got about pete having a surprise bday and for gabe people to go to it. So on the way home i call vic get the details and get a ride there and back. we also had to have a chat about his film in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we drive around in the cross looking for a park which was nearly impossible at 9pm on a friday night. We find a magical spot just around the corner fromt he club, and on the way there we run into hue looking to cross the street heading to the same party we were heading to. Hue being on camera on gabe. So we go to this little bar just right and across the road from the coke sign. The door is locked and we have to get the guy to open it for us. I find out later that this place only does private functions and from the location they must charge a fortune for a night. but the place is absolutley amazing. The interior is so classical indesign but also has elements of chinese or oriental culture and design intergrated with some hispanic elements. So chinese lanterns and lights with flamenco guitars in the corner. Unfortunately it was too dark for my camera phone and i didn't get any decent images. But all in all it was red and stony. very nice indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other than looking great the problem with the place is that it was upper class and poshy. So they only had two beers, heiniken and becks, and they were both $8.50 each which is way too much for either of those beers. They did have free japanese rice rolls that were going around which i indulged in freely. I for some reason thought it was a dinner not a piss up so i didn't eat and got there starving. Too my surprise there was only suishi and beer and i wasn't in the mood for either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had three beers but felt really drunk and tired, and not eating doesnt help. So me and vic headed off and were to get some food and ended up at hungry jacks. I got food but i still didn't feel like it. We had a good chat and went through the process of his ideas and basic storyline of his film he wants to start shooting. It was a good talk and we got through a few of the details. Its starting to sound very good, but i would like to stay away from the cliches of asian ganster storylines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Happy bday petey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114705116219482955?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114705116219482955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114705116219482955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705116219482955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114705116219482955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/friday-28th-petes-surpise-bday.html' title='friday 28th, petes surpise bday'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114704940187760908</id><published>2006-05-08T10:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:50:01.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 26th hollywood hotel</title><content type='html'>Fishbowl commitments saw me heading into the city towards surry hills and the hollywood hotel to interview people involved in a monthly short films night. But as i was hungry i called bec and we went and had dinner upstairs at haymarket. Not simply because im a huge fan of the place rather that i mentioned it and it came up and was conveniently close for the amount of time we had. We did in fact eat at happy chef sea noodle again and i wasn't that impressed with the food again.  I got the safer pork noodles and wontons and even still it didn't compare to the newtown resturant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a nice dinner and chat with bec i headed to surry hills which is like changing over to the darker scarier side of sydney, the crossing of the tracks side. Not my kinda place at night time especially when i dont know where i am  ;P  I call joe and get directions since i had no idea where it was. So after a lengthy call to joe we finally figure out that im a few roads off where he thinks i am and once he figures it out he decides its just easier to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we do the fishbowl stuff, the inners, outers, interviews and some vox pops and some stuffing around with a pole and some dodgy shadow pupets on a wall from a street light, and i realise its getting late and we dont have enough footage for a full show. It gets late and so it was time to head home. A non event of a night in the end. but dinner was nice. thanks bec. xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114704940187760908?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114704940187760908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114704940187760908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114704940187760908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114704940187760908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/wednesday-26th-hollywood-hotel.html' title='Wednesday 26th hollywood hotel'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114704767426128124</id><published>2006-05-08T10:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:21:14.280+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Anzac Day</title><content type='html'>Another day off work without pay. After the whole month is finished ill have three whole days without pay. Thats gunna hurt my paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for anzac day i didn't really do much but i did manage to catch up withwesty and headed out into the city to that japanese resturant in darlinghurst i went to with luke. Dinner was good and it was awesome to catch up with westy again. Pics up on flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114704767426128124?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114704767426128124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114704767426128124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114704767426128124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114704767426128124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/05/anzac-day.html' title='Anzac Day'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114619836386094624</id><published>2006-04-28T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T14:26:03.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>emulsion quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"40 fucks in the afterlife seems to loose its shine when with a new pair of nike's can get you 1 fuck in this life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great random quote i heard from emulsion while at work today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114619836386094624?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114619836386094624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114619836386094624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114619836386094624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114619836386094624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/emulsion-quote.html' title='emulsion quote'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114603900840149556</id><published>2006-04-26T17:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T18:10:08.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday roast</title><content type='html'>after finally waking up at home in bed and warm around 3pm i called omo and luke to find out whether they were up for dinner. They were both keen on happy chef in newtown. we booked it in for 6:30 but later changed it to a roast dinner at lukes house because he had happy chef the day before. I didn't mind so i headed over there anyway. So the three of us whipped up a roast pork dinner. to be honest i didn't do all that much and luke seemed to have most of it covered. While we waited the long hrs for it to cook we indulged in some camomile and crackers, coke for me and tea for the other boys. Great stuff, oh and we also started on big brother launch on ch10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pork was ok but i think we should have cooked it slower and longer but we were hungry. We put it back in after and the really crispy bit were great. We had roasted potatoes and pumkin and i insisted on getting gravy. Hmm soo good. Watched some  more tv pretty much bagging out big brother and then went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: Got and eagle on golf on my phone. crazy little game im obsessed with while travelling these days. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great seeing ormo and luke and i love having dinner with people out in the city&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114603900840149556?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114603900840149556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114603900840149556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114603900840149556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114603900840149556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/sunday-roast.html' title='Sunday roast'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114603820947574568</id><published>2006-04-26T17:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T17:56:49.486+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Laundry</title><content type='html'>Slipp Inn or as anyone who drinks but doesn't drink call it chinese laundry. The top half is the pub where you can get in for free while the bottom levels are chinese laundry. Its 10 bucks before 10pm and the crowd is a relatively well off better dress druggy crowd. There is drinking and all the likes but you dont see much of it downstairs where more of the pingers end up. The main bar of chinese laundry played popie/rnb music but never really got going untill 3am when everyone got pushed downstairs into the glimm dungeons of the ravers. The ravers listened to more funky trancy music but i only heard a few really great songs all night making the whole thing pretty average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wasn't as blind as my compadres however and still managing some degree of assertiveness i suppose i didn't pick up on those enheightened senses things you get from going to those places on a pinger. I do admit though going out every weekend to those places kinda dullsthem down for you. When its once a month or a couple of times a year like while in wagga it was more of an adventure. Now that its a regular thing iim slowly getting over it all. Although i do seem to be trashed every weekend as anyone reading this would account for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a large degree of beautiful women there i have to admit. There was a younger richer daddies girl kinda chicks running around but there was a decent amount of 20 something girls loitering around too. They were however all escorted by 2 or three guys and when in large groups of 10 or so girls they were accompanied by and even larger group of 15 or more guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club when we first got there was extremely cold and even though through out the night i danced alot and the clubs dance floors got extremelly crowded to the point i had to sit down, i never really got warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started early at around 9pm at lukes place in newtown and got in slipp before 10. I didn't eat and was well and truly screwed from the previous nights efforts at the hopetoun, but you only live once and i never get to see james or ormo and the night was made for a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at chinese laundry untill 3am and by the every one was over it. the night went really fast and the next thing we knew we were in the street trying to hail a cab and get warm. i think i heard the temp dropped to 6 degrees and we were walking around in tshirts. We could have stayed and kept partying but the squirrel had worn off and we were all pretty hungry and over the repetitious sounds of techno. Nice place but id probably rather a really good nght at candies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't get a cab surprise surprise so we just walked to town  hall which was an epic adventure at that point in time. We managed to get there 5 minutes before my bus came and 10 min before luke and ormos came. I got on mine and had a nap on the way home to ashfield. I later found out that ormo and luke got swamped by the crowd and just ended up getting a taxi. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got off along liverpool rd giving me a cool block and a half bonus from the station. At first it wasnt that cold, then two minutes later i was rubbing my arms, a few moments after that and i have my arms inside my shirt shivering and rubbing and still i wasn't warm. I even thought of running by that just wasn't gunna happen. I ended up having to have a shower because i was that cold and didn't wasnt to get sick from it. Crazy sydney weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114603820947574568?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114603820947574568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114603820947574568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114603820947574568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114603820947574568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/chinese-laundry.html' title='Chinese Laundry'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114585711681534570</id><published>2006-04-24T13:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T15:38:36.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fide friday @ the Hopetoun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive finished work for the week. it beena long but quiet week. Comparitively its probably beent he quietest week of work so far but some how the weekend didn't live up to its predecessor when it comes to quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fide, brentons band he joined more than 6 months ago who were previously know n as the wagga band scarifier. They were very pop back then and since brenton and maybe the city life has transformed them to a more poppy alternative rock group. They are too poppy for triple j and not alternative enough for fbi and not popular enough for nova. but they are good and will get up there eventually but they do have a long haul to trek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They played at the hopetoun hotel on friday which apparently is a pretty hard gig to get. You have to be invited back as a headliner and can only get a gig there if a headliner act invited you. I was however surprised once i got to the hopetown to dicover that it is the dingies little pub ive been to in many a recent years. and ive been to many pubs in the wagga scene that are dingy as. It was howver a nice establishment once you were inside but it was a nightmare on rollerskates trying to get to the bar and back to the beer garden outside with a handfull of beers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;People in the city when theyre drunk are the rudest bastads of the lowest handfull of human lifeforms. People dont give a shit about anyone when theyre pissed and quite rudely push their way around and more often though the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The band was good and we all sat outside for beers and somehow forgot to see the other bands, oops. Got pissed on coopers with brenton and the boys, phil and greg who was down for the weekend. I met this guy there out the back who worked for animal logic. He seemed pretty cool and whe talked alot about he world and how china will eventually own the world and the book 1421 im reading at the moment. such a good read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Before the band started we got indian just down the road at indian chilli, which might you add wasn't very chilli at all. Phils chicken tika masala wasn't all that hot and me and greg got ourselves some butterchicken. No where in sydney i have been to compares at all to the indian tandoori in wagga. They are still the best indian food ive tasted. Mind you i did work there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So we stayed at hopetoun for a bit and once the bands had finished we walked off to some bar just down the road. Too drunk to remember but it was too packed so we went to a pub just down the road which was pretty good. It was quiet and we had a jukebox which had some cool songs on it along with the films clips. We stayed there till 2 am and well and trully pissed we cabbed it to the purple sneakers in glebe. We all got in even though we were pissed as and met that guy from animal logic again and the first thing he did was shout us all a black sambuka shot. oooh yeah. love this city some times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Purple sneakers at first seemed like a little beer garden with a few people smashed dancing under a flood light. Then we went downstairs and the world was filled with drunken alternative people mashing out to alt/pop music. It was weird. being pissed as doesn't help much either. The band boys except for brenton and steve, greg, phillip and myself all trekked on to the 7/11 and got ourselves well and trully indulged in bad take away food. I got a sausage roll which from experience doesn't deliver as painful a blow as a meat pie does. brenton got two pies and the second one was vegie and cheese which i recall didn't agree with him soo well. Steve got himself a travellers pie which we all know is not the best of choices. Greg and phil both got shin ramyun noodles instead of the meat pie choice because i do remember me and brenton getting the last two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As we were walking home steve and phil decided to raid the early morning newspaper stacks and dress themselves in the headline tabloid pages that they stick in those metal grates out front of their shops. They also nicked a paper or two. Phil somewhere at this point in time lost his noodles so he was down one. We walked a few blocks turned a few blocks more and out of no where this car approached and steve thought at that point in time that the best idea was to throw the conveniently placed newspaper in his right hand directly towards the moving car. The paper hits the car high onthe right passenger side and it explodes. Paper flies everywhere as the car disentegrates the sunday best. The driver slows down and as i watch eagerly a reaction i glimpse steve quiet as a mouse slip behind the corner wall of the house we were infront of only to slip away into the alley next to it. I look back and the car has slammed its breaks on as the impact reacts in his mind, hes starts reversing and the first thing i think of is "lets get the f*%k out of here" and so we bolt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mind races as i dream of the mario bros star invicibility song playing in my subconscience. Running and making my escape i look around and see steve graceing along in the lead fimrly safe from danger, brenton and greg equalling me in our flight to freedom and phil. where the f*&amp;k is phil. "Oh crap i thought" and so me and greg stop. turn around and slowly walk back to where we were eagerly awaiting a troop of angry wogs ready to bash us because some drunk guy we knew threw a paper at a car as it went by. We get nearer and nearer to the corner we just nolted from, and then BAAHAM! phil walks around the corner smiling like a 8 year old school girl with a chupa chupp. Apparently the guy yells out and phil gives him a excuse along the lines of "hey wtf, man those guys were crazy and they just threw the paper at your car, then they just took off, i just met them and asked them for a smoke." ahh good shit phil, wouldda been better to just run, make life more interesting. haha, good one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;crashed out at brentons place onthe fold out sofa. nice rest and nest to no sunlight coming through because we were on the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114585711681534570?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114585711681534570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114585711681534570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114585711681534570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114585711681534570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/fide-friday-hopetoun.html' title='Fide friday @ the Hopetoun'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114585058062133158</id><published>2006-04-24T13:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T13:49:40.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'>drunken with brenton and phillip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i finally managed to get a hold of phillip and called him and organised to meet up with him for dinner. I hadn't seen him since that night i was out at bass bar in wagga and i was interested to find out what happened after i left. I also needed to speak to him about getting him to play some bass for me with sancha. I love getting two seperate elements of the world and guiding them to colaboration. It doesn't always work but its good to see how it all goes. Ill post more on that later i suspect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But anyway bacl to my drunken antics. Im not even sure what night it was anymore but i had to have been tuesday or wednesday. im guessing tuesday. I met up with phillip and to my surprise brenton came too. That was pretty cool because i haven't seen him much lately either. We headed off to the haymarket food court and indulged into some lustuous happy chef sea noodle. a different chain to the newtown one i suspect. Different overall taste. I decided to not get the usual bbq pork and after mondays experimenting i think i was in a mood to try something new. So this time i got wontons and prawns. theyre both relatively expensive items for selection in soup. Bbq pork is alot cheaper in comparison so when you get bbq pork you get a fair amount and the first thing you notice when you get a wonton and prawns soup is the lack of quantity. Fair enough the food is a bit more luxurious but i once again did not get filled from my meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I also discovered that there was another aloe vera drink pretty much exactly the same as my usual one but in a different bottle and there is a little tang of a after taste when you drink it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We headed to galaxy world and spent all our coins on this modern gun fighting game with these shields that pop up when you point hte gun away from the screen. Its pretty fun but costs too much dosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We then were going to head to the movies and see V for Vendetta but we had to wait for an hour and after 5 minutes of sitting around we decided to go play some pool. We got to the first place we came across which happened to be cheers. Pool usually costs 3 bucks and when we rocked up the guy came up and asked us if we wanted to be part of pool comp. 2 bucks each so we were up to start with. good deal so i signed us on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A quick rundown of pool comp - skip if you dont care ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i won my first game from this pretty boy wog guy who could have been quite gay. Imagine ormo but instead of white with white hair tanned and black greasy hair with the tightest of jeans. He could have beat me but he screwed up and gave me a chance and so i won. Phil lost by one ball while brenton lost while on the black. I played my second game against some little asian guy who seemed pretty nice. We were actually pretty equal but i got to the black first and took my chance. I cut the black and bounce it across the middle sides four times to pot it in the middle pocket. Unfortunately the white slowly run down the side of the cushion after a bad bounce off the corner of the middle pocket to fall nicely into the far corner pocket. I lose by fault on black. Damn i was playing pretty well at that point. Oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They had a deal for the pool comp players that being jugs of beer for 7 bucks. Meaning 3 schooners between 3 people for 7 bucks. It was fate. We proceeded to spenda hell of a lot of cash on beer. The night went on and the next thing i knew was that we were at a kebab shop buying a nasty kebab and munching it down somewhere in the city. We decided and i somehow was swayed into getting a cab home. The boys both went to glebe and i had to go to ashfield and was convinced by brenton it would be 10 bucks max. Well after they both got out it was another 20 bucks on top of that. It was probably worth it once i actually got into bed somewhere around 2am. Sleeping at that point in time was so valuable to me considering i had to work in 8 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some photos are up on datu puti. nicely taken on my new camera phone. You canbag them out as much as you want but they do a good job when your pissed and if you treat them in photoshop and only put them online they look fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;chesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114585058062133158?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114585058062133158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114585058062133158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114585058062133158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114585058062133158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/drunken-with-brenton-and-phillip.html' title='drunken with brenton and phillip'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114584866685312763</id><published>2006-04-24T12:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T13:17:46.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being as this was kylies last day in Aust for the next three weeks i had to spend the day with her naturally. I didn't get to bed till late so when i got a call from her at 12:30 i was well and truly still dead to the world. I got up anyway and got ready and ehaded to town. It was such a cold day and i was fluxuating warm and cold body temperatures. probably the kick arse side effects of downing a whole bottle of voddie over the weekend and not letting yourself recover. *slap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Met up with k and the first thing was to get food. Went to some cafe on pitt street and i got bacon and eggs while k just got chips. oh and the coffee and all that whizz jazz. we ate then headed into the city shopping for some gifts for pepa, matty g and nics soon to be born child and some a few gifts for nicola. At one point we watched a female contorchionist street performer squeeze herself into a small plastic box. it was quite lengthy but was entertaining to say the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we decided to get a coffee and headed to the first cafe we spotted. Randomly we headed to this small cafe on pitt street. We got to the front and a small wave of recognition set in. It was the same cafe i bought kylie to on her 21st and the same one we ended up at a few weeks earlier. For some reason we always end up at this same cafe, this g spot place. its funny when you think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i saw kylie off and headed home for some well deserved recovering. I got home and the housemates weren't home from melbourne yet and it was me all alone by myself. Then Lloyd came over and we went and got thai from this place on the other side of the tracks in ashfield. I got a green curry while lloyd got beef noodles. We shared that with rice and aloe vera green tea. It was strange because i never get the green curry but it was extremely tame by all curry standards. tasted very nice but there wasn't enough meat or substance to fill me up enough. i was still hungry by the time i was done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All in all a very nice day considering i felt like crap when i wok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;e up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;chesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114584866685312763?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114584866685312763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114584866685312763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114584866685312763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114584866685312763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-monday.html' title='Easter monday'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114584402211990221</id><published>2006-04-24T10:48:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T12:00:22.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>easter sat night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok so its been a week and i really have been meaning to getting around to finishingoff last weeks easter posting but i keep getting behind since now i dont have the net at home i really can only do it at work or someone elses place. So back to the easter report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I made my way to kates house and stopped off on the bottle-o for a bottle of voddie. Probably got out there around 9:30. Not stop day already and spend less than 10 minutes at home other than when i was getting ready. Got out to naremburn and everyone was already there, kate and thom of course and alex, and kylie of course as well as all the other girls from last week except for the other kate and belinda. As soon as i got there i got questioned on my connection with phil, and we had a little chat about his crush on belinda. very funny how small the world is. and how everyone seems to know that piece of information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i made myself comfortable and preceeded to indulge in the well deserved vodka that i had recently bought. The girls too we indulging in some more absoulute voddie which meant lots of drunken 20 somethings on easter saturday night. I wanted to go out and dance to some rnb at red room but the overwhelming majority weren't up for it considering last weekends antics. So i got the impression that no one was going out so i continued on my arduous task of convincing myself i can quite convincingly still walk after downing a whole bottle of voddie. Well i was wrong. i prob made it a good 85-90 percent of the way through. a decent effort but probably could have held back a bit. It wasn't until i was extremely pissed and well past entering the public night life that i found out kylie actually wanted to head out dancing and was quite upset that we didn't. Sorry babe ;(  was probably a good thing that we didn't head out looking back but it still wouldda been good to go dancing before she left for america.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So my night ended seeing kylie off in a cab at 1:30 while struggling to stay standing and then heading back inside where kate suggests to me heavily "its time for bed chesh", and i repy with a defeated "ok then". and then was tucked away inside a sleeping bag and a blankie and was well on my way to sleepy sleep sleep world  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114584402211990221?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114584402211990221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114584402211990221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114584402211990221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114584402211990221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-sat-night_24.html' title='easter sat night'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114584388297582751</id><published>2006-04-24T10:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T12:13:32.916+10:00</updated><title type='text'>easter sunday</title><content type='html'>At a good early afternoon on this fine sunday the world to me burned with pain and sickness. ah blah i was just hung over as all shite. A bottle of voddie probably wasnt the best thing in the world to consume in under 4 hours. Thats just way too much and very well remindedme of the ole jubilee days. Wow what a comparison. that was a bottle and a half just in case anyone who wasn't there was wondering wtf im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So painful hung over sunday at kates house, im cold and im cant really move. I have this problem when i get really hung over that i cant seem to get to moving or doing anything at all especially when its in regards relocating back to home. Get pissed together recover together. Its a nice ideal which people dont like to do because it exposes their worst state of being. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thom decided to have a bbq with his mates and to continue drinking on sunday morning. Ahh i remember the days of waking up without the pain of a hang over. Well they'll soon be over tommy boy. So we headed out to get some supplies for thoms bbq and his mates and i spent the better most time of this expedition trying to recover enough to head home. I got a call from kylie around this time and planned on dinner before she left and so i hung around to see what was going on. After the little expedition we headed back and i made kate watch the first 2 eps of rome. and then she made me watch a whole series of scrubs which is quite cool and i didn't mind while i recovered. The day got on and i started feeling really uncomfortable about being there out of welcome. But i couldn't travell and i was still waiting on K. Anyway i got a call and kylie had to plan something about the newyork intererarie so with no dinner i headed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up luke and ormz to see what they were up to in newtown and we all decided to go to happy chef for dinner. Was some good shit. I love eating at happy chef. I love getting into those huge bowls of asian soup with bbq pork and wontons and noodles. I also love going out and having dinner with mates. Its my new passion since coming to sydney. Food and friends. can you ask for anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i eventually got home and crashed out hard. So tired. I do recall i got home and i watched a bollywood movie. but that very well couldda been last week. ?? all so confusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114584388297582751?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114584388297582751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114584388297582751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114584388297582751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114584388297582751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-sunday.html' title='easter sunday'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114516442314002881</id><published>2006-04-16T15:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:13:43.153+10:00</updated><title type='text'>satur day and night</title><content type='html'>finally got up and got the boys moving. We had some shopping to do and since ormo left his 360 ticket in wagga he had to organise somehow to get a new ticket. we bused it into the city and hit up myers who had a 75% sale on a few of their racks. For 45 bucks i got 2 pairs of jeans and two shirts. so good. i also lay buyed a leather jacket. really really nice jacket but it costs 500 bucks, well ill have to deal with it in the next two months. Sould be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and got food and as we were checking out ticketek we passed a photo place and i stopped in and printed off a photo from my phone through bluetooth to the photolabs machine and i printed off 2 photos for 3 bucks. god i love modern technology when it works. 15 minuted later i had me and ormo a photo of us taken just moments earlier. soo good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back from the photolab and ticketek i ran into Alisa mcdonald a friend from high school. It seems that we always seem to be running into each other. Shes in canberra now and is up here staying with her brother for a family thing for the weekend. It was good to see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i finished in the city i headed home and got ready to head out to Kates house for some easter festivities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114516442314002881?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114516442314002881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114516442314002881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114516442314002881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114516442314002881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/satur-day-and-night.html' title='satur day and night'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114516370147712347</id><published>2006-04-16T14:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:01:41.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a good friday</title><content type='html'>Ormanovich and Zamtura came up this weekend because it was ormos bday and them two and luke were heading out to 360. I would go but now my funds are limited i couldn't really spend 90 bucks on a ticket. i was also booked out already. a busy weekend already and only one day down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wake up till 3pm and even then i was still tired. The boys drove over to my place and picked me up and then we headed into newtown for some dinner. Went to my favourite chinese resturant at happy chef. I got my usual bbq pork soup and then boys got a rather different selection, ormo with a rice noodle laksa, luke with a soy based stir fry with flat white noodles and zam got another random stir fry.  The difference between my meal was that mine wasn't saturated with chilli, which the boys regretted later on ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up going back to lukes and getting into a few beers and crashing out on his sofa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114516370147712347?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114516370147712347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114516370147712347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114516370147712347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114516370147712347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday.html' title='a good friday'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114516316716443951</id><published>2006-04-16T14:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T14:52:47.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell william and onto funktrust</title><content type='html'>It was wills last day at the LaB on thursday and we all celebrated by taking him out to everyones favourite peter pans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to start of ill go right back to the start of the week. It was the last few days before pay day and this extremely long month has finally come to an end. After being starved of finances for a few weeks my pay came in and i had serious catch up shopping to do. Both to feed the desire and also because there was alot of crap i had to buy, like a doona. Now i am warm at night. Yay!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however go a bit overboard on the shopping though. I goto K's pressie which set me back a cool 600 bucks, but your not suppose to read that bit K ;P I also got myself a new phone on a plan which is cool, but i am actually amazed at how good this phone is. It has blue tooth and all the other cool stuff that new phones have but blue tooth makes it so much easier to transfer files from computer to phone that its actually worth using the camera to takes photos. I also got golf which is great to play when im on the train. ahh so happy with my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to will. he was the tapes librarian at the LaB and hes been there for two and a half years but hes come to the decision that its no longer the place for him and hes moved on to Frame set match for a better position a better pay and a more interesting work environment. i think wills position was becoming stale for him and it was his time to move on. Good luck will and i hope ye the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner i went back to work and since i started at 6am i had already finished when lunch started. So i got back to work and still had to go shopping so hough ill just ehad into the city that will be easier than waiting while everyone else finished work. The plan was for me to go to cabana bar in st leonards but that didn't happen. Once i got into the city and i bought k's phone got my phone and then the doona set (60 bucks) i had to go home because i was just carrying too much crap. I also got this really nice grey jumper too. love it atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and then pretty much headed straight out. I saw the house mates for a minute or two and they were all about to head off to melbourne for some recording. Good luck down there housemates! Anyway i headed out to the city to meet up with matty g and joe and other random people from fishbowl. I thought will was coming but he didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my way to hunter street bar for funktrust, the same bar we went to after kylies 21st but htis time it wasn't packed with heaps of asians. got there early then they kicked us out at 10 while they set up and so we all waited outside in a massive line. The wait was 45 minutes. I got in and soon after matty g and the boys showed up. I met this dude there from lane cove named phil and i was telling him about the crazy weekend i had last week and i mentioned bel and then he said "thats not bel from lane cove is it?" and i went "yeah" and realised the world was a little smaller than i thought it was when he had already heard from bel the story. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out at funktrust till around 6 in the morning and eventually fell asleep in the car when joe was driving me home. That dude is the coolest dude, and can dance better than me, which is good in one way because i need someone to dance for my next roto project, butu bad because seamlessly with out effort he makes me look like a bad dancer. Nicest guy though and competition is always fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end passed out at home and the sunwas up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114516316716443951?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114516316716443951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114516316716443951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114516316716443951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114516316716443951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/farewell-william-and-onto-funktrust.html' title='farewell william and onto funktrust'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114465809097447213</id><published>2006-04-10T18:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:34:50.990+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom bangers, absolute vodka and the last supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once again another weekend of crazy adventures is over. Friday ended with a few hours of overtime and a relatively lazy night for me. Got home and all my housemates were gone, out to club blink apparently which from the little i have heard was quite an adventure too. I however stayed home got some dinner and crashed out early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saturday i got up early and did those annoying things adulthood makes us do.ie. Clean the kitchen and do my washing so i can have clean clothes for the week. Half way through the dishes i thought i should call ainslie and find out what was happening with fish bowl. It was 12:30. I had to be there by 1. So i was late. I rushes out of the house and forgot a heap of stuff and made my way to world square where i was to film "3d worlds bedroom bangers, dj competition" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was at a elitist pub inthe middle of world square where a schooner of beer cost 5.50. come on. But there were some of the best unheard of up and coming dj's in the country that have never played in front of a live audience. The winner was a french vietnamese guy but it was kinda weird that he wasn't from aus. He was just here ona holiday and entered to try and get some gig's while hes in the country. lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so i carried around a camera and filmed for 5 hours. My arms were killing me by the end of it but its a good experience and the crew are pretty cool to hang out with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After wards i got dropped off at Kates house and started drinking around 9. There were 8 girls there and for about an hour i was the only guy. Then simon came and some of thoms friends and some other guys miller was friends with rocked up too. So in the end it was a nice balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We heade out to the cross and to what a surprise candies apartment for some nghtclub action. Well im getting over candies and really wanted to head to redroom. But that didnt happen and so we were stuck at candies. At this point kylie and kate loose their memories and lets just say after and hour we were back at kates with the girls having a grand time while belinda and i were enjoying a well deserved cigarette and i dont even smoke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after getting every one safely back to kates i found an old old friend, vodka. Actually it was absolute vodka and im sure it was rasberry. Sorry Ellen i didn't know that it was your but if it means anything it was really really good. From here on in it gets really blurry, ie the tiredness kicked in and so did the vodka and so i have no idea what was going on anymore. Vague memories of thoms friend kissing me on the cheek just a little more passionatley than a mates peck, even considering that i had only met him a few hours earlier. Also worth a mention is the look on  kylies face when i walk into kates room pissed as. Kylie holding a hair straighter and mee so pissed coercion was hardly needed for me to sit down while she straightened my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After the young'ns and i call them that because they were 17 and reminded me of how much older i am than how i actually act, after they left im sure it was me and thom beign silly buggers and somehow we ended up running around without our shirts on. Hmm i relly need to get into that vodka more. Considering that the earlier middle section of the night was pretty bad the end of the night and the start of the night were pretty good so all in all it was a good night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sunday i felt like crap. I think i woke up at 11 or 12 and was still drunk. Some how injested rare images and sounds of pirated of the carribean and was generally cold. I finally didn't feel any better untill i woke up of kates couch around 5 o'clock when her parents and brother got home. Talk about being in a awkward situation. Shouldda left earlier when i had the chance but was way too tick to move. So headed into the city and met up with matty g and nick and then headed to the black stump charcoal resturant in kensington. It like a gabe family reunion. there was vic, shane and matt and matt and pete and all their respective partners. Well i was the only one there that didn't have a partner with me. Kinda black sheep, But it was weird because there was 13 people at the table. last supper like. hmm, i think im putting too much into this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anywasy got home and watched some bollywood movie on cricket. ahh, tired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan - Chesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114465809097447213?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114465809097447213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114465809097447213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114465809097447213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114465809097447213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/bedroom-bangers-absolute-vodka-and.html' title='Bedroom bangers, absolute vodka and the last supper'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114422305456912560</id><published>2006-04-05T17:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T17:44:14.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of werk fun and avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok so there are certain things in the world that people like to invest into, family, friends, business, lotto whatever. for me i invested alot of my energies into a few out sources. One major one of these is my PC. Put my thoughts and ideas and artworks into it. For the longest of time i wanted a computer but could never afford one until 3rd year of uni and even then i had to work pretty hard to get it. Time has seeemd to moved quickly over the years and the enevitable has come. My computer has finally died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its been a long time coming and she has been sick over the last few months. It first started with a extremem slow down in photoshop, and once you use that preogram as much as i do you realise when its not working corretly. Everything after that started slowing down, things not copying over at a reasonable speed and programs constantly crashing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eventually it got so bad that i would start up windows and i would be in the desktop but as soon as i opened a folder or ran a program the whole thing would crash. Then i would ctrl+alt+del to try and restart explorer again and the whole thing would just stop. Then i tried to reinstall windows but my cd is plagued with cyclic redundancy, legit v of course ;P and now the whole hard drive is getting flashing red lights end of world fatal errors on start up back up everything now kinda lingo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now i am sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need to back up all the crap (120gig approx) from my harddrives before they fatally crash and i lose 3 - 5 years of hard work and emotional output. Im sure i have quite a lot of it backed up but you never know with portable storage these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I also have lots of gabe work, and aaapirates work to do as well as trying to get a head start on my redman blueman clip. Its never ending virtual pain. Oh well, at least when i get around to getting a new pc in a month or two ill have a sweet ass system to do all my shit on. And if i can manage to keep my current baby alive then ill have two to work from. YAY!. Always gotta be the optomist. HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114422305456912560?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114422305456912560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114422305456912560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114422305456912560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114422305456912560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/end-of-werk-fun-and-avatar.html' title='The end of werk fun and avatar'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114403596902319260</id><published>2006-04-03T12:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T13:46:14.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet weekend chesh style</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok so ive been avoiding you for a while now, sorry blog. but there was one weekend that was so bad that it wasn't to be mentioned here. so without further delay ill continue past that weekend and move onto the last one just gone by. I just have to make one comment that i looked great all suited up and received plenty of compliments both on my aattire and dance moves. Ahh they were the good bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now last weekend just gone was the week digi pics was literally taken over by the lab and its all official now. So we call ourselves the lab and to celebrate this monumentus event we had drinks and nibblies and cheese. it was all quite a social gathering and after a few beers i headed into the city to grab a bits to eat with with K. My plans were to have a few beers at work then go home buy a 6 pack on the way down a beer on the walk home, drop off the other 4 beers, pick up some cash, have another for the trek back to the station and then meet up with K in town for some dinner. That didnt happen at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Drinks at work went for longer than i thought and so i didn't end up getting into the city till 8:20, so it wasn't worth the trek home so i just headed off to the nearest pub to have a beer. Met an irish couple, ones a corporate banker and the other was a teacher. Nice people and had a good chat while i waited for K to finish work. Since i never got home i had next to no cash at all like literally 15 bucks. Finally met up with K and ended up going to the g-spot cafe again and just got fries and wedges. All in all the night was pretty quiet but i still managed to get home at 12:30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stef and tim were over to celebrate loyd getting his scaffolding certificate and they were haveing drinks too. I passed out on the couch mumbling something to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sat was the shoreshocked festival. I got out there around two and had to be a camera man for fish bowl. I lost my house-mates as i couldn't afford to wait around since they went and got lunch at a cafe, while i got a burger. So anyway i left and headed to north sydney myself and walked around looking for fishbowl people for a bit. Since i couldn't find anyone i just enjoyed the festival. I probably liked the hip hop tent the monst and was surprised to see auntie nennette there and her son adrian who got up and battled in the 30 sec rap battles. Unfortunately got his butt kicked by an older and better rapper. I think it was his first time and kudos to you adrian for getting up and having a go. I know i wouldn't be doing it. And from what i remember you weren't that bad at rapping just not loud and clear enough with your delivery. Just dont give up because some dude beat youthe first time. Choice ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So met up withfish bowl people and filmed the festival. Was pretty cool for my first shoreshocked and first fish bowl production. had a good time and headed out for beers afterwards at the crowies. Then after that headed out to world bar in the cross (which is next door to candies) with joe and jamal. We were meant to head there at 12 and leave by 1 but didn't get there till 1:30 and didn't leave till 4:30. Hmm yes, quiet weekend indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Woke up and planned to stay home and do tedious things like washing but i got easily coerced into going to bondi markets and grabbing some lunch with the house mates. Then after checking out the markets headed to glebe for a long postponed dinner with bec. She cooked me a white sauced mushroom pasta and had some chardonney which i mixed foolishly with some aloe vera grape drink. weird yet wonderful. Got drunk and had a big d and m. love those talks. very nice pleasant evening. But still didn't get home till around 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So for a very quiet weekend i managed to head out every night and get home past 12. i wonder how my weekends are going to turn out when i plan on having a big one. Well we will see im sure. good to be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Allan cheshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114403596902319260?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114403596902319260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114403596902319260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114403596902319260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114403596902319260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/04/quiet-weekend-chesh-style.html' title='quiet weekend chesh style'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114297722736403897</id><published>2006-03-22T08:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T08:40:27.380+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im work now and i got convinced to go have a beer and a chat after work last night so we went to cabana. Then i got sweet talked into going bowling and drinking and proceedded to get smashed and drunk at some bowling place in randwick. I won the last game but lost overall. Drunk bowling is heaps cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that ive moved from canberra to sydney and nothings changed. I would have been doing the exact thing this time last year with my cousins on a tuesday night, getting pissed andgoing bowling then rocking up to work hung over. I feel so tired and worn down atm. Ahhh such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is that i ended up on the train and fell asleep and woke up at auburn. Then i got up got off and quickly ran and got on another train, this unfortunately took me to parramatta even further away from home. *at this point i had no idea what was going on* then i had to wait 20 minutes and got another train to strathfield, found there was no more trains to ashfield and ended up gettting a 20 buck cab back home. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, need to stop falling asleep on trains when im pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114297722736403897?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114297722736403897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114297722736403897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114297722736403897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114297722736403897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-work-now-and-i-got-convinced-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114280848721340302</id><published>2006-03-20T09:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T09:48:07.226+11:00</updated><title type='text'>15/15 in week of craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sat saw me wake early and riding on 3 hours i made thetrek out to digi pics for 15/15. A big day for me as a lead animator. Got to work around 8 and started straight away on photoshop stuff. Throughout the day i was moving all around the place rushing from photoshop to doing a voice to animating to helping other people do crazy stuff too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I pretty much spent alot of the day infront of the G5 in the fun room doing after effects animating. In the end it got to 11pm and i was buggered leaving us with large fragments of a 12 min animation. Unfortuantely a few minor issues across all the board led to us falling short of making the cut. What we did do looked pretty good and once we finish it it will look fine as so will see how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pins and luke who also were apart of 15/15 were heading out to candies afterwards which was crazy as so on the way home i thought id see how i felt and then id make up my mind. I got to town hall and i checked the next train and it was a 45 min wait so i decided to head out for a bit with the boys. We got to candies and i didn't wanna pay to get in but luke got us all in for free which was cool so i stayed out for a dance and a drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ended up staying till 6 am then headed out to some central station 24hr place and after 5 min headed home. Had to get a train to strathfield due to no inner west trains *hate cityrail* and then a bus from strath to ash. Didn't get home to 8 and it started lightly rain and get cold so once i finally got home at 8am i was delighted as a kid on christmas morning. Bed had never looked so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ended up sleeping till 8 at night and now back at work for a monday morning. Also budgeted my cash wrong and now in about a week ill be up shite creek without a paddle. Oh well, you only live once. It'll teach me to not over spend. Luckily i bought a quarterly train tik so now i dont have to worry about travelling and i get free food at work so it will be a interesting month of no cash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me thinks there will be many more weeks of craze to come. At current count ive been out every weekend for the year. I think my first weekend home is coming up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114280848721340302?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114280848721340302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114280848721340302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280848721340302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280848721340302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/1515-in-week-of-craze.html' title='15/15 in week of craze'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114280730841157480</id><published>2006-03-20T09:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T09:28:28.413+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday of crazy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work started at 8 once againand ended at 4 which is normal. Found out it was saint pats day which literally meant at least one drink. K has to do training for some telemarketing job so i met up with her as well as tim stef megan mog and lloyd and headed to some bar on king street for a few drinks. It was the first time my house mates have met K which was a bit weird for me. Worlds colliding thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I should have gone home when K left around 12 but went back to the bar for another drink. Stayed for another hour then got food and in the end didn't get home till 3am due to a packed as nite rider bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This meant pain as because i had to wake up at 6:30 for 15/15. My week of craze was just about to get a hell of a lot busier. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114280730841157480?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114280730841157480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114280730841157480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280730841157480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280730841157480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-of-crazy-week.html' title='Friday of crazy week'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114280672211203967</id><published>2006-03-20T09:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T09:18:42.113+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday of crazy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After coffee i got a lift home from kate and alex all the way to ashfield which was extremely generous and well appreciated considering i was stuffed and had to wake up early so in case i forgot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THANK YOU KATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So thursday. After getting home around 1am i really only got 5 hours sleep but got up early anyway. It was a long day and started with my doctors appointment for a blood sample as well as having to pay for my glasses. Yes im going blind. Nah not really just eye strain from work and over focusing on my right eye while looking at the comp and drawing/reading. Started work at 12 midday and worked through to 8 but ended up staying till 11 because of a production meeting for 15/15 for saturday. Once again got home at 1am damn trains and 5 hours sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114280672211203967?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114280672211203967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114280672211203967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280672211203967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280672211203967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/thursday-of-crazy-week.html' title='Thursday of crazy week'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114280620051506844</id><published>2006-03-20T08:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T09:10:00.530+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what a big week its been. Ill trytomake it short as alot happened and i dont want too much for yall to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;read. so bear with me its its gunna be a long ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Worked all day and had to stay back till 6 si i called K and organised dinner and ended up leavign work around 8 and met K for dinner in crows nest. I dont reallyget this siburb. It seems to be filled withalot of wealthier people, more snobbish, but the place itself isn't really anything spectacular. Just another ordinary suburb. Although most of the people ihave met up here that are from this way are nice people so i shouldn't bag it out that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So had dinner at peter pans with K and got a wine which i cant stand drinking unless im already wasted. K gota ravioli which she said was quite nice while i got a spag bol whichi thought was a flawless choice and hard to go wrong by, but i was quite wrong and in fact it was really bad. The spagetti was really overcooked and soggish and there wasn't enough meat and sauce to fill it out, so it was more of a spag coating in sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went out to coffee with K, Kate and alex at New Orleans till about 12. I do have an understanding of places in the world and from my memory there are key locations from events and i remember how i got there but i didn't really understand the relative location of new orleans untill i walked across the road from crowies pub and it was there. At that moment alot of mental maps came together in to one piece making it all clear now. Ahhh, crazy little world we live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114280620051506844?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114280620051506844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114280620051506844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280620051506844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114280620051506844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-what-big-week-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114164317624180665</id><published>2006-03-06T21:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:06:16.253+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Two big drunken night and the trip down on friday finally caught up with me. Sat mornign i was dead on the couch at matty's place and wasn't feeling the best. I got dropped off with clint to his car near abc in brads M3, hmm nice car. and then stopped off at new oceanic to get some food to calm the stomach. this didn't help for as i was on my way to the atm it got the better of me. With nothing in my stomach i couldn't move and stopped by on someones step and i purged my system of all foreign toxins built up over the last days. I had to get clint to get me cash out because i couldn't move then i realised i had cash anywasy because i got a poweraid last night. But miraculously i could walk again and managed to consume half a scollop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my mums and crashed out, clint managed to get me some more take away comprosed or chicken chips potato gems and chicken nuggets. Managed to get some sleep and build up energy enough to visit my sister and baby armstrong at the hospital. I decided at this point i wasnt drinking tonight. I had heard from my mum and a few friends of some event at pawn and palm so i got me ormo clint and gasta and headed out. Some guy got run over by his girl in his car and it was a charity fund raising event for him. So we got two people free food a raffle ticket each and 6 beers each for 35 bucks. It was ok but i felt i was going to get bashed by some rednecks country cock head to boozed up and bundy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best time i had was playing clint and ormo at foozeball (think im gunna have to buy one now) and watching bernabes band play. so i drove and took gasta home got everyone ready and then headed to the red. met scotties randomyl and he had two first year girls from south and then we all headed to crapital. It was ok and i saw lots of people out bt it was too crowded too hot and the floor was sticky. i pretty much danced all night and didnt drink while every one else got hammered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night sleep yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Visited joey and army again and then went to saigon while leaving gasta and che che at the hospital. mum bought me some clothes which i really lke ***smiles big grin***. then caught up with clint again and matty and ormo at south and met some first years then ehaded home and packed ready for another long tripo to sydney on a bus. yay and now back to work tomoz .(tuesday)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114164317624180665?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114164317624180665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114164317624180665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114164317624180665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114164317624180665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/sat-night-out.html' title='Sat night out'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114164228222502584</id><published>2006-03-06T21:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:51:22.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter baby Armstrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Waking up with a hang over on a day you have to travel in painful painful painful. The sun was hot and my skin was burning for some moisture. Iwas hungover and dehidrated and desperately needed some water or shade. My walk to the station was unbearable and i felt so sick and slow once i got to the train. I hadn't planned it well and when i got to the station at 1:20 (needing to be at central before 2) i had to wait 10 min for an all station train. Knowing the train network as i do i worried because i thought id miss my bus which would have meant a hell of alot of effort wasted. But luckily i made it in time to sit down in cool airconditioned comfort for a 6 1/2 hr journey to wagga wagga. I did manage to get my self a fanta before hitting the bus ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was ok as i slept the whole time recovering slowly and we race to wagga. I got some good sleep and the next thing i knew i was in wagga feeling fine and ready to hit the piss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night&lt;br /&gt;Got picked up by clint and headed to my mums to drop my stuff off. Blair released a cd with some girl from melbourne so theyre was a big do at bass bar so we got ready headed out. Got there and met so many people i hadn't seen for ages. i was actually surprised by how many peopl ei knew there that are still there. Even phil and pat were out who i hadn't seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things were interesting about this night the first being matty lemon. He was talking to tom calvert who just so happened to have recently joined the army and matt who is a bit sensitive when it comes to his close friends got pissed and smashed his glass hard on the table and glasss flew every where. He gets up and storms out, so i run over and try and calm him down while hes leaving and the next thing i feel something wet drip down my arm and legs and splash onto my shoes. I stop and matt walks past me and i realise its his blood. I loose him down stairs and then find him later in the nearest toilet surrounded by a medic and bar staff ready to kick him out. Anyway he goes to the hospital and then half and hour later hes back at it again at the bar with a stubby in his hand. Matty you funny bastad. I still cant believe you beat me at chess. Im still two games up i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next involves phil and his mate smel. They were chatting up two girls and i was watching out on the back veranda of bass bar to see if they were picking up or not. Entertaining me was brad matty's bro and so inbetween chatting to brad about sexing chickens (his occupation) and downign my beer/ Gin and T i would peek over at this couple smel and sarah i think her name was. One minute theyre talking and the next thing hes making out and fingering her. Wow i thought, havent seen that at a pub since 1st year. Ahh youngens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't end there. i later see them outside smel phil sarah and some other chick and she was yelling and screamign and crying all about how she had given some guy 70 bucks for three pills and how he ripped her off and bolted witht he money. Now me and about 50 othr people thought this was hilarious and sat around watching as we were waiting for Cabs. Apparently she called him a nigger and a half cast which i didn't see and didn't appreciate hearing but didn't want to get involved in someone elses crap. After i heard she said that i didn't feel sorry for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First rules of trade is dont hand over anything unless youve got something else in your other hand, especially if its something dodgy like pills. And i knew the only half aboriginal guy there and hes a nice guy but you wouldn't trade with him if it could be avoided. Stupid girl, you'll learn. Oh well, i hope phil and smel had fun with them, last i saw was them walking off home trying to calm her downa and stop her crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to mattys and had a few smokes and then crashed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Armstrong Mutebi was also born on this day, second child of my sister @ 4.2 kg and 53 cm. Very healthy boy and cruising along nicely. Atm hs still has straight hair but apparently che che was the same and soon it will fall out and the afro will kick in. I hope i stays straight like mine. That fro will be a pain in the ass later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114164228222502584?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114164228222502584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114164228222502584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114164228222502584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114164228222502584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/enter-baby-armstrong.html' title='Enter baby Armstrong'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114164044079277806</id><published>2006-03-06T21:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:20:40.806+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurdays extravagance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So expecting another big weekend due to a planend trip to wagga i had taken friday the 3rd and monday the 6th off work. So when i got a call from K on wednesday asking me to come out on thursday it meant a big thursday night out and one to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after work i met up with K whos been off in Europe experienceignthe freezign cold of winter while ive been here enjoying a luxuriously entertaining summer of drunken debauchery. Well ive had a pretty good time and its been warm. Anyways, we had tea and then because i had no where to go while waiting for her to cook dinenr and look after her little bro's homework i tagged along and went out to her place. Bit weird but i was heaps tired and kept falling asleep on the couch while her dad and bro watched tv. Talk about uncomfortable, but theyre pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating got picked up by kate and her younger cousin B, and then went to kates house. While the girls got ready i sat and had more tea and watched an ep of lost with kates parents. Very nce too but even more uncomfortable. Strange night. Then we headed to cabana bar in st leo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last time kate and K were here they went ot cabana bar and it was pretty awesome for a thursday night. That was three months ago and these days it doesn't draw that much of a crowd. There are still a few peoplet here but its not the happening place to be anymore. Sowe went there and it was pretty quiet. The girls snuck ina bottle of water filled with vodka but it took them the nerve to sneak it into their drink untill an hour and a half in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was good and i drank beer and some voddie while the girls drank voddie and champers i think. It got to the point where i remember K drinking the voddie she just made up and her saying it was really strong then i stupidly picked it up and downed the rest of it remembering that it wasn't that strong at all. Maybe it was thinking back a little too strong and i shouldn't have had that much.I was still good when kate and B left , claiming jet lag for a early escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and K continued drinking and decided to head over to North sydney and check out greenwood. I dont even know how we got there but i assume it was a cab. Couldn't get in at first for some stupid reason but we stuck around and after 5 min the guy let us in. I think we heade to teh back had one drink and danced a bit and then i got kicked out for being too pissed. I wasn't that drunk because of two reasons. I could walk fine and i could still talk and converse with clear thoughs. Oh well one more trophy for chesh's wall of drunken random crap. Went to Manhatan ? for a bit after but it was dead and closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we shared a cab because it should have been cheaper but cost K 30 bucks to her place and then another 35 to my place in ashfield. ..ouch.I think i fell asleep in the cab too. thanks K &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114164044079277806?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114164044079277806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114164044079277806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114164044079277806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114164044079277806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/03/thurdays-extravagance.html' title='Thurdays extravagance'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114103901271272913</id><published>2006-02-27T21:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:16:52.730+11:00</updated><title type='text'>another big weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you've ever known me to say during a week "ok so this weekend im not drinking and im gunna stay home have a quiet one and save some cash" then you'll know that that never happens and i always nearly always have a big one. Well you'll be proud to know that last week i said id stay home and i didn't. Good to see that im fullfilling everybody's expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prepare yourself for another long report from a huge cheshy weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Worked and planned at this point in time to still stay home and do nothing and save some cash. What really happened was that its adams last weekend in sydney before he has to move his shit down to melbourne so we had to go out and have a few beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenton and his band fidei played at spectrum so we headed off to see them before tehy had to head down to wagga for the "dusty days" festival. Got a call from james and met up with him for a bit but he ended up leaving with some asian bird to go dance at YU i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they weren't coming out we decided to head to this party at redfern that trent was friends with. Some arty people from his art school who decided to have a redneck party but because no one knew what a redneck was they changed it to a cowboy party instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking up a case of extra dry we cabbed it there and rocked up at a pretty busy time of the night. It was a arty party plainand simple and ihave to say i am in my element at parties. I do even better if its an arty party and the fact i had a smoke with alot of beers at the end of a long week i had a pretty good night.&lt;br /&gt;n.b. Insert indian feather comment here for those that understand. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late sat morning and found my self alone and bombarded witha few messages from lukey asking me what the fuck i was doing? He was of course in reference to MattyG's party in st leonards that night and since it was already 5pm i thought i should get off my arse and get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i headed off to newtown to meet up worth luke and got some food. We ended up getting this chicken and they put it in a chinese container and then flooded it with potato corn and gravy. I wa really hungry but then as soon as i got my food i was done and couldn't eat and pretty much threw the whole thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelled to st leonards and had to catch a bus from wynyard which was a pain but got there in the end. It was at st leonards and just down the road from work. We got there round 11 and walked in to funky beats, flashy disco lights and bubbles floating through the air. Free beer and food is always good. Theyre was a room with a xbox hooked up to a projector as well as time crisis three as well as a gun with sensor strips ont he wall so you could shoot right. Ahh so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half way through the ngiht i was chatting to some dude and starting feeling hungry when i spotted the barbie and a pile of fresh meat waiting to be cooked. I whipped the barbie into shape and the next thing i knew i was cooking for everyone. By the end of the night i was remembered as chef chesh. Ive always found people will like you if you supply them with lots of beer and lots of food. Got home late once again after downing a few too many beers. Great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big two nights in a row of partying i only felt like sleeping, but i was awaken by inquests into tropfest and slugged my way out of bed to get ready for a day in the sun! huh yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropfest was pretty cool and there were alot of people there, i think 20,000 people in the end and was a great day picnicing and enjoying the festivities and the sun. The came the rain. It wasn't that bad at first and it provided an refreshing breeze and humidity to the air. Within and hour it was a continuous rain and was unbearable to deal with straight up so i hid under an umbrella with bec and tim. By the time we had gotten half way through the second half of the screenings the rain was pouring down terrentially and we were so wet it didn't matter if you had a umbrella or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropfest was cancelled and we headed back home. As most of us were soaked and kinda outgoing in some kinda way while heading back through hyde park the others thought it would be a great idea to go for a swim in the hyde park fountain while it was pouring down. I tried to get out by being protector to the mobile technology but was eventually peer pressured into doing at least a lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually headed home and froze my arse off the whole way home. My god, beign in bed and dry has never felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114103901271272913?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114103901271272913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114103901271272913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114103901271272913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114103901271272913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-big-weekend.html' title='another big weekend'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-114050913012164907</id><published>2006-02-21T17:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:05:30.146+11:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ok, so big weekend it was and because theres so much crap that happened ill try to keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked had lunch and then went to cabana bar afterwards for staffies. There was only me bernie and robbo from my work but a few ppl from daves work key media were there too so after a beer i migrated to the key media group. Theyre all around my age whereas most dp people are older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After drinking with dave and his mates from work a few of us headed to cruise bar in the city and after a beer decided it was too snobby upperclass for us working bums and left to get cheaper drinks and hang out with backpackers and other irish english peoples. We headed to a irish bar around the corner which sold schooners for 4 bucks each which is relatively cheap for darling harbour so we stayed there all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had drunk alot and towards the end of the night i was pretty wasted. One of daves friends this gay asian dude who is really cool by the way, sorry cant remember your name, was looking after me making sure i didnt die which was awfully nice of him. He also plays volleyball which is another fact i managed to remember of the night. He at one point sat me down because i was looking rather un well and took the Smirnoff black out of my hand and handed me a glass of water and said "drink this" pointed at the water "and then ill let you drink this" pointed at the Smirnoff. I concluded it was a good idea and then finsihed the water off only to be greeted by another glass as soon as i touched the Smirnoff. Im sure i didn't even get to have one drop of that smirnoff which was probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meant to after that head upstairs with ben but I somehow lost him and then left and tried to make my way to the station to get home. It was only 12:30. If anyone actually knowing me watched me try to walk to the station they would have laughed themselves silly. First i couldn’t see very well and secondly trying to cross the road was a nightmare. I made it but not without a little upchuck reflex action at some unknown building site. Its a bit blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch the last train and luckily it went to ashfield. Yay you may think. Noo in reality. I fell asleep and woke up at lidcombe, i then had to catch a cab because theyre were no more trains, I then found i had no money and fearfully got money out at lidcombe while groups of lebo guys were loitering the streets. Im sure it was all in my head but in the end nothing happened. Got my cab and the whole way home felt like crap, and i struggled to keep the remains of my stomach in my stomach and my eyes awake as so he wouldn't rip me off and drive half way across the city. Another 25 bucks later and i was peacefully being sick on the nature strip of my house. The sleep came and took me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken at 11:30 by mog who has to teach this little asian girl clarinet lessons. I felt like crap and hid on the back steps as to not scare the little ones. I was looking worst for ware. After a short while adam and trent got up and we all decided food was desperately needed at this time of the morning. They had had a huge night out in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;newtown&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; so we were all ready to celebrate the night efforts with some well earned breakfast. We were in the mood for some glebe breakfast and decided on the big breakfast which cost us a whole 5:95 and wasn't really all that big. But was filling enough. The day was hot and i planned on buying thongs so i was walking around glebe bare foot. joyus fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to broadway and i bought myself some haviannas. nice thongs mateys. Then we hit the glebe markets and adam bought himself some vinyl while i got me a black copy of the silmarillion, the only one i havent got in the black set. Me adam and trent got back home and cruised for a bit while i got a little bit more sleep. Adam and trents friend was coming up for the weekend on some wagga art gallery business crap so they had plans to meet up with him, thats ray, while luke sim has started at post modern sydney and he was having a house warming and i had plans with those boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat night&lt;br /&gt;I really struggled to get up by 5 and i didnt really get to lukes place by 6. it was me luke and james, another korean friend from csu wagga, and we had dinner and a few drinks before heading out to candies apartment for a night on the eckies. We planned to meet pinhead there and while waiting i noticed for a sat night it was extremely quiet for kings kross. We later found out huge rave festival was on, so everyone would be at that. met up with pins and got in for free. yaya, thanks to luke knowing dj from the labs or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all took a pill each but they were weird in comparison to normal ones. Normals ones give me energy and a bit of a head fuck while these one gave me no energy at all and just sapped the energy from my legs. I could feel the music and i felt like dancing but when id get up i couldn't move and so i would loose it and sit back down again. After it wore off we were all sapped of energy and just felt like crap, luke and pins headed at 4 but me and james kept on hauling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get half a poweraid into me and within no time my lifeless legs decided to start working again and i was back in the moves. Too late with 45 mins to go but at least that half hour was good. The music was better at that point to. Too annual of sound for most of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at 7:30 and crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 4 and was meant to meet shane at arncliffe around 2pm but was late. Me shane matty ken and matts friends, sorry bad on names, all hooked up xboxs to play halo2 and other various xbox games. Id have to say geeky as all shit but its fun to do every now and then. If your a gamer from the old days and you work full time you just dont get that time to play games as much as you would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short we stayed out there all night till about 9 which meant i still didnt get home to 12:30 . In the end it was me and shane 1st and 2nd pretty much the most of the day. shane would have been 1st more times than me but there were a few games where i just owned with a clear victory of 5 or 6 kills. (first to 15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh big weekend. so tired&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-114050913012164907?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/114050913012164907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=114050913012164907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114050913012164907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/114050913012164907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend-craze.html' title='weekend craze'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-113973676540601024</id><published>2006-02-12T20:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T20:32:45.430+11:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend rep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a full week of work I was looking forward to a beer and a bit of partying over the weekend but by the time I got home on Friday night I wasn't in the mood for anything really. But I continued on further and went to Stef’s and Tim’s house warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stef is from the far right, excentric and loud out going partying type of person while Tim is more of a quieter introverted arty kind of guy. Love them both but I do have to say it will be interesting to see how this house hold turns out. It could be really bad or it might work, you know the whole opposites attract kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked down to their place in summer hill seeing as its only 5 minutes away and we all got there late which means every one else was already drunk. I didnt drink because i wasn't in the mood and practically couldn’t afford it. (damn these monthly pays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was quite frankly not a party and was really for me being sober and tired pretty boring. Stef is a nice girl but and social but she only has the capacity to accommodate for the person she’s entertaining at that particular point in time. This isn’t a bad trait and probably quite noble meaning she devotes her attention to the person she’s associating. But the party had no music and every one was drinking in silence except for Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Dave he’s going through a hard time at the moment. He’s such a nice guy but he really just needs a nice girl to look after him. The problem is he’s just not confident enough, and lately he seems to be coming very confident and I thought it was going all good but that night he was very drunk and confessed his love to Stef. Ok I had no idea that there was anything happening but apparently there was and Stef didn’t deny anything, so who knows. Poor Dave though, if you read this, Stef really isn’t the kinda girl for you and Stef if you read this then don’t take insult by that but you know that your not, and neither of those things are a bad thing. Thankfully neither of you read my site. yay. I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so Friday sucked, then on sat I got woken up early because mog has to teach music lessons so considering I didn’t go to sleep until 5 i was pretty tired having to wake up at 11. Had nothing to do and was half sleeping on the step when Adam came and got me and we went on a bit of a road trip around the inner west. The whole day we drove around, got food checked out car part stores for some clear coat, went to the Ducati store (i so want one), then checked out some records and got dinner at the Lansdowne. We then went out to bondi because i thought phil had a exhibition out there but in reality it was in cudgee and we missed it anyway but we did get to go on a scenic trip around the eastern suburbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and were gunna go to the festival of the lanterns with bec and tim but we got lazy and piked. The around 11pm we got the urge for a beer and decided to check out this place in glebe called the distant drummer or something like that. It was a bit of a seedy place with lots of couples so it be nice to take a girl for a few expensive drinks but it was a bit boring. Then we left and headed to the city but ran into a kiwi dude called alex who after talking to for a while found out he had some weed. Now adam had been after some weed for a while now and we couldn't let this opportunity go. So we convinced him to share if wed buy him a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we bought him a drink (jim beam and pineapple juice = weirdo) at the Lansdowne and the headed out to the park across the road for a smoke. While there we met this random french guy who was also smoking up so we all shared and smoke together. Love this country when that stuff happens. He was really cool, kevin was his name. Then went back to the Lansdowne and bought frenchy a beer, and managed to lose kiwi because he really wanted to head to star bar and couldn't wait for us to finish our beer which was fine by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting kicked out of Lansdowne we went to Frenchy’s place and smoked some more weed and drank some VB in his street and nearly got into an argument sith some annoying neighbour complaining about the noise. wankers, Chippendale wankers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the night ended up being pretty random and cool. good night in the end. crashed around 5. so glad we didn’t go to the party in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Parramatta&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; with megan and the others. apparentl the party was full gothic and shit as. near miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;funatstic cricket started at 12:30 at neutral bay. but i didnt wake up till 1 so i was late from the get go. then i got ready and pine whos been in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; rocks up and we all have a little chat. then i leave and it takes me 1 1/2 to get there so by the time i rock up its 5pm and theyre already into the 2nd innings. But i have a field and a bowl and get a three people out while i bowl. One stumping and two run outs. prety cool. nice day and it was hot as in the sun but nice in the shade with a cool sea breeze. they gave up before we got a chance to bat so i didn't get to have a hit but it was still cool anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-113973676540601024?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/113973676540601024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=113973676540601024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/113973676540601024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/113973676540601024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend-rep.html' title='weekend rep'/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-113912849704438906</id><published>2006-02-05T19:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T19:34:57.440+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok so im not in the mood for typign right now so ill try to make this short and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bday on the 29th, went out with lots of people and went to candies. Got arguing with one half because they didnt want to pay 10 bucks to get into the club, fuck i hate it when people dont want to spend money to get into some where, it the fucking rules and thats just how it goes, if people didnt spend so much money on drugs then clubs wouldnt have to charge so much for a door fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met tara (titties) anbd her friend dave from wagga at ashfield station on the way out to city and i invited them to candies and they came along and theyre both heaps cool. the djs had 3 decks mixing together and two freestyles hip hop rappers which was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed till close and headed home. worked all week 5 days at DP 6 hrs a day from 2 - 8 pm. Pretty cool. Trent and megans band played on wednesday at the hopetown but i missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved my bed on tuesday and in return for help from trent and adam i shouted a case of coldies on friday and we got pissed at home. We then decided to get kebabs which was a bad idea at 4am and walked to some kebab shop which was closed, then we decided to head to sims kebabs in ashfield and that too was closed so after trekking for a mile or two we ended up getting crappy petrol station food. They had no actual hot food so i got a chicken rool and microwaved it, sooooo dodgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out sat of gregs farewell and headed to george st rsl for drinks. Met up wih helen who i haven seen in such a long time. I miss her and last night it made me realise how close a connection me her and greg had and how much fu we all had drinking together back at uni with no nonsense or shit  getting in the way. just the presence of each others company was enough. Thats what i miss about her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she left early to head home to gosford and the rest of us including greg dave stef bec and tim went to oxford street to meet up with ormo and luke. once i got there the others being trent adam megan matt and john all left and went home and we all headed into a shanty little place called Havana club delux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played ministry of sounds compiles and charged 20 bucks to get into a place that smaller, crapper, more expensive and filled with more up tight yuppy mother fuckers than even the capital in wagga. to even talk to a girl in this place you would have to start with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so if you wanted to have some coke back at my eastern suburbs apartment we could head theyre now in my 50 thousand dollar sports car....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice looking girls but what a waste of time money and effort. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-113912849704438906?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/113912849704438906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=113912849704438906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/113912849704438906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/113912849704438906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-so-im-not-in-mood-for-typign-right.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11352635.post-113799907770960927</id><published>2006-01-23T17:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T17:51:17.723+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my firstweek of paid digi pics was pretty cool. The people are nice to work withand im finallystarting to get the hang of how everything works even though theyres so mcuh shit i dont get. Ah well. I did however have to sacrifice one day of work because it was my aunties wedding in wagga and i was in the bridal party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows how much i dislike weddings and all the associated crap involed int he damnned thigs but this one wasnt that bad. Apart from the fact it was 39 degrees and we were all decked out in barongs it wasnt that bad. We went to collins park which ive thought is the best park in wagga aestheically and best presented and looked after. The wedding was there uder some big tree and didn't take very long. The photos dragged on for a bit and a 2 hr wait before the reception started meant more waiting around but once we got to the commercial club it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was drinking with joey, joey tampas, poli and rhea and lady. I was on extra dry for a while until we left and then got on the smirnoff blacks, old faithfuls once we got to the capital. Now im not a fan of the capital but i do have to admit i had a good time this night, which i usually do when im with all my cousins. Dont have to worry about anything when im out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of sunday hungover and crashed out in front of the altar at mums, the most obscure place for me to sleep. but cofy nevertheless. The after lunch i got up and we headed out and saw rhea and poli then were going to see a movie but decided chicken was more important. Went and played pool at the home and then visited Gen and Lady at lampi and talked and caught up all night. I had to catch a bus at 7 in the morning so i was pretty tired by the time i got to sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great weekend but now im tired as and have to wake up at 4 in the morning for work. And now the art director job might be starting so well see what happens with that. I might have to go part time art director, or just assist with art dept on my off days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy!&lt;br /&gt;chesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11352635-113799907770960927?l=chesher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/feeds/113799907770960927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11352635&amp;postID=113799907770960927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/113799907770960927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11352635/posts/default/113799907770960927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chesher.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-my-firstweek-of-paid-digi-pics-was.html' title=''/><author><name>chesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05307647487434395551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/28/99149205_801c475568.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
