It's starting to get out of control. I have a constant need to play with it. No matter where I am, no matter what time it is, that need is always there. It's even starting to wreck havoc with my friendships, because people just can't look at me, because they're scared it that when they look at me, I might be playing with it again.

On Monday night, when I was under the influence of a little bit of alcohol, I was playing with it all the time. At the bar, in the car, no matter where I was, I was doing it. Even though everyone could see me, it still didn't stop me from doing it.

I'm also scared for my personal health. I'm scared that if I keep playing with it, I might hurt myself. I might make an even bigger hole in it than what there actually is . Ever since I've discovered it, I haven't been able to stop playing with it.

If anyone could give me any advice on how to stop playing with it, I'd love to hear it.

AdamMac
Can't stop playing with it

Ok, haven't posted in awhile, thats because this week has been a bit full on, what with Jo's surprise birthday party, and drunken adventures with Sue. So thats why no blog has come out lately. One will come out tonight though. I'm still doing the whol dream thing in the side bar, so you can always just come here everyday if you wanna see that.

Yes, I am aware that the side bar is down the bottom, trying to work out how to fix that :S If anyone knows, can you let me know please!!! It'll save me a bit of time!

Must be off to work!

AdamMac
Busy like a bee

Probably two of my least favourite people! Well some of them are quite nice, but the majority of them are just complete idiots, and make me want to cry sometimes. I think that they both have to go through some sort of egomaniac training before they can start.

The main reason why I hate taxi drivers is because they think they own the road! They think they can just create their own rules and take over. The worst time to ever hit the road is early in the morning. Mainly because they are like same sort of swarm, that take over. You see the yellow parasites all over the road, and its really annoying, if your coming home from going out, and keep getting cut in front of by them!

Another reason I'm not a fan of them is because some days they just hate me! I don't know why, but I can be standing on the side of St. Kilda, waiting for a taxi to come pick me up. Now its not like no taxis come past, shit loads of them do! In one night, I watched 8 taxis, yep that's right 8 taxis, drive straight past me. Some of them had the nerve to slow down, just to excite me a bit and then just keep going. Now I know I don't look like some hobo standing on the side of the road, and whenever I get a taxi, I always tip them, so why don't they just pick me up!!! I don't understand. Maybe there is some sort of taxi code that I have to learn to make them pull over, seeing that sitting my hand out doesn't seem to work.

Now its not only taxi drivers who ignore me as well. Tram drivers have developed a habit of it too. I'm usually quite fine with tram drivers, except over the last couple of weeks, they have began to annoy me. The main reason is because a couple of times, I've signalled them, and they signal back, and I'm like thank god, I've been waiting for ages, and the tram gets closer but doesn't slow down, and it just keeps going. It doesn't stop, it just keeps going and I'm left, usually in the cold, waiting for the next one. Now. I'm not sure if I'm just being stupid, but I thought the signal to the tram driver was for him to stop, not just a little hello greeting. If I put my arm out and nod at you, I would think that means your supposed to stop, not just nod back and keep going!!! When this happens, I usually get frustrated and in an act of protest I walk home!

Well I better be off soon, I have a tram to catch to work!

AdamMac
Anti-taxi

The last week has been a bit odd, I feel all cultured and what not. I've been to Chapel Off Chapel twice in the one week, and seen two different plays. I love seeing theatre stuff, but haven't seen anything in a while so seeing two things in the one week is kinda big for me :P

The first thing that I saw was the National Theatre Drama school's certificate 3 drama performance. It was their opening night so that was rather exciting. I went with Sue, I was her fill-in husband for the night, and as most outings with Sue I had an awesome time. The plays were great, and we got to talk with the director and the cast afterwards which was also exciting. It was my first time at Chapel Off Chapel so that in itself was also exciting.

The second thing I saw was The Last 5 Years. This show was awesome. I'm still in awe after going to it. It only starred two people, whose voices were magnificent, and the set was simple but effective. I'd never heard of it before, apparently it was big in the US a couple of years ago, and was told before I walked in what to expect. Basically the story is about a couple, hence the reason only two people on stage, and they tell the story of their 5 year relationship. Now you may think that that sounds absolutely boring and crap, but you're wrong. The reason why, well the girl (Cathy) starts at the end of the relationship, and the guy (Jamie) starts from the beginning. So they basically travel through the relationship, only crossing paths at the middle, and then going down their trail. It was great, but it played havoc on my emotions!! I was so confused, I was basically sitting there at the end, all happy because she was happy at the start of the relationship, but depressed because he was singing about the end of the relationship and was all sad. I didn't know which one to follow.

It was good to go and see something after so long. I think I was a bit scared to go, mainly because I've developed a rather bitchy attitude towards anything done on stage. I get very picky when I see something dodge, whether it be about the blocking, acting, sets, lighting, or music queues, and it tends to ruin the performance for me. I don't know why I get so bitchy, I think it may be because I was trained by a 'perfectionist' when I started in theatre, aka Reggie my theatre teacher! I think I've just developed a high standard in my head of all productions, and kinda like to think that little mistakes don't happen, or well shouldn't happen.

It can be a pain sometimes, being so picky. Mainly because if something dodgy happens, I tend to focus on that and not any of the good things and it wrecks the whole performance. For example, I recently saw a show the had really bad spot operators. They were so bad that they couldn't hit their targets when they had to light them, so they would end up having to move across the stage to find their target. It made me cringe every time they had to spot someone, because I would hate to think where they would start, and the sad thing is, is that I loved the show they were doing, but kinda feel bad about the show now after that.

I'm kinda glad I went though, apart from the fact that they were both great shows. I think it helped me realise that they are some really good stuff out there, and that I should go and see more stuff, look into more stuff happening in the area, and even possibly auditioning myself for something. I live in St Kilda, there should be shit loads of stuff going on :P

Well I must be off, theatre companies to find!

AdamMac
Thespian!

I found this video about one of the housemates from this years UK Big Brother! I'd seen a couple of episodes, and she was by far my favourite housemate! If you don't believe me, have a look at the below video, be aware that it does contain strong language and adult themes :P


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If I was to get into Big Brother I think I would model myself on her, why?? everyone loves a true bitch! Ok well maybe I would be that girly and squeal that much, but I'd take her ability to say whatever she wants about people, and not care about the effects it may have!

AdamMac
Still thinking about becoming a housemate!

Last night I had a pretty weird dream. Well most nights I have pretty weird dreams, but this one was kinda freaky.

The Setting. A bar in Werribee, which consisted of a pool table, a tv, and a balcony. The time. Who knows, but it was at night!

Now that that's done, and you've got a bit of a sense of the dream, ie. location etc. let me tell you what happened. I rocked up with one of my friends, can't remember who it was, but that's not important, because when we got there all of the latest Big Brother cast members where there. Don't ask me why, but for some reason they were there. Out of the whole cast though, I can only remember two of them, because I became friends with them. Now, your probably sitting at home going, 'I bet he was friends with David!' but no I wasn't. The two people that I became friends with were Karen and Perry.

I have no idea why it was these two, but we became really good friends. To the point where Karen asked me to come back to her place for dvds. She even gave me a necklace, like a surfy kind of thing that was far too tight! And then at the end of the dream, it was me looking in the mirror and the necklace that she had given to me, made the skin peel around my neck! I know, freaky stuff!!

That was basically all I can remember from that dream. Most of the times I can't even remember the majority of my dreams. I remember one dream though, that I had a couple of years ago, well it was more of a recurring dream, because I had it a couple of times.

In this dream, I would be running down the main street of Werribee, being chased by some angry mob, you know with pitch forks and burning torches, led by one of the people who lived in my street. I would keep running, and then I would come to the railway crossing, which was always down, so I would have to jump the barrier, but when I jumped the barrier, I landed in some river! As soon as I was in the river, the angry mob was gone, and on the side of the river there was a big field, and for some reason there was always a softball carnival going on! Don't ask me why, but that's what happened. And around the field were tall fences, like a lion exhibit at the zoo...

I know I probably sound all crazy now, but thats the dream that I used to have. If any wants to analyze it go right ahead.

It's funny when I read that back just then, it made me think of some things that have happened in my past, and it kinda makes sense. Now I know that some people keep dream diaries, but my luck with diaries is always bad, so I'm planning to add something on the sidebar of the blog, where I'll put what my dream was every night. So what does this mean for you?? Well it means that even though there won't be a new post everyday, there will be a new 'dream entry' almost every day. What it means for me, well it means making me get up a little bit earlier each day to do a dream entry and try to maintain my blog a little bit more.

So enough with the ramblings, I'll work on that dream thing now, and it should be up in a couple of hours!

AdamMac
Letting people know what happens in his bed...


Just a quick update on the tongue...

Everything is going fine, only talking like 'Ca-na-da' boy a little bit now, enough to get by so yeah its all good. I think the main thing that annoys me the most is the fact that every time I put something in my mouth, I have to rinse it out with this pink stuff and then gargle, and then spit! Elegant, graceful stuff which I'm sure you all wanna know about, but its my blog and I'll talk about what I wanna talk about and you just read it! Hmmm, turned somewhat control freak there, soz!

Its made me realise though, just how much I put in my mouth. Oh my god, the following paragraph could take a turn for the worst, but please people, take your minds out of the gutter. Usually at work, I drink a couple of bottles of water, because I'm always sipping on a bottle between calls and such. But now, if I wanna do that, I have to be either constantly drinking water, so that I don't have to gargle, or gargle every half hour. Now this can be quite annoying, seeing that I was thinking of ways that this would work at work. I kinda have to put some of it in my mouth and then sit at my desk for like 20 seconds rinsing, and then go into the bathroom and spit... The only problem is that I then think people at work may think I have a slight problem, running to the toilet every half hour!!

I've only got a couple of days left on the pink stuff, that ends on Friday, and then I move onto Oral B!!! YAY!!!

So until then, I'll be equipped with my pink stuff, amazed at how many things go in my mouth!

AdamMac
Contemplating making a mouth diary, of all things going in :P

Just before you start to get the wrong idea, AdamMac has not turned Hetero, nor has he come down with Beaver Fever, had to throw in a Cho reference! The title of the post refers to my sleeping arragements on Saturday night, yes please keep in mind the above two comments!

I spent the weekend in Werribee, I went down on Saturday for the softball club's AGM, that's Annual General Meeting for those who don't know, and because I had training on Sunday and it was Father's Day, I figured it would be easier to crash there on Saturday night instead of driving back home. I'll talk about the AGM before I start on my encounter with Pussy!

The AGM was a let down, not a lot of people turned up, just the usual people who are there all the time, the same people who do everything for the club! A sort-of new committee was made, with some new additions and a bit of position swapping, and the coaches were elected for the team! Now for some exciting news, AdamMac is the assistant coach for the men's team. I'm also playing on the team so that should be interesting, another interesting thing is that my dad is the coach of the team and he is also playing, so basically both the coach and assistant coach are playing coaches!!

Another funny thing that happened at the AGM, well not funny for me, but funny for everyone else around me, was the fact that I was eating funny! Now I usually don't eat funny, its only because my tongue is the size of my foot at the moment and its hard to swallow and bite stuff! So I was sitting there trying out all different foods to see which ones I could easily eat. By the end of the night I was proud of the fact that I could put a whole biscuit in my mouth at once :)

So the sleeping arrangements at my parents house was in the loungeroom and this is where the pussy comes into play. Now, if anyone under the age of 15 is reading this, parental guidance is recommended for the following paragraph! Not really, just wanted to build up some suspense...

Basically while I was asleep, I had one cat on top of my blankets and the other one underneath them. Now these two cats aren't very fond of one another, so if either had found out that the other one was there, I'm sure I would have been in the middle of a cat fight! That what all the suspense was about, nothing exciting, sorry if I let anyone down!

Ummm then on sunday, training was boring, nothing really exciting... The only really exciting thing that happened on Sunday, well not exciting, but painful, was that my family made me eat roast for lunch. Now this would be fine, but if you remember from the top of the post, you may recall that my tongue was the size of a foot, and its hard to eat roast when you don't have the much room in your mouth and your trying to stuff things through the side of you mouth!

I can't believe it, two posts in the one day, aren't you all proud of me :)

AdamMac
Lover of pussy, well the animal kind :P

You may or may not have noticed but there are some slight changes to C Grade Personality. For starters, there is a new system for archiving, which is good because you can select a month and it tells you how many posts I've done that month, also a couple of little changes also made.

These changes were brought about by using the new blogger, which is awesome! Ok, sounding like a geek now, get over it :P It makes it easier to customise the layout of my blog, and lets me put other things on there now. Like from now on, I'll put each post into a catergory, so lets just say you were doing a project on all of AdamMac's theatre experience, which may be a high possiblity, and you could just click on the Theatre catergory and view all the blogs, I may go back and put every old post in a group, but it will take a lot of work :P

One of the main things I've noticed though, is the lack of postage that has been happening on this site! To tell you the honest truth, I was quite disappointed to see that in some months I had only done 2 posts!! Now from my point of view, I understand that I'm a busy person, but i realised how annoying it must be for readers to be checking a blog and never seeing posts there. So I must apologise to all you out there, and seeing that I've kinda got a bit of motivation towards blogging again, can't let the new comers post more than me :P, I think I'll be blogging a lot more frequent from now on!

On a slightly different note, I'm almost up to 100 friends on MySpace, so pretty excited!! If you haven't already added me, no it NOW!!!

Well, may look into putting the posts into catergories, or better yet, maybe a second post to happen today!!! I know, two in the one day, scary stuff!!!

AdamMac
Amused by little things!

Well my tongue has anyway!!

That's right, today AdamMac got a tongue piercing!! It was rather exciting and the lead up to it has made me feel kinda anti-climatic about the whole situation, because its been how long since I said I was gonna get it done!!!!

The actual piercing bit of it was fine. I went into this tiny little room, stuck my tongue out and then they stuck something through it. I didn't look, didn't want to see it :P The whole 'procedure' only lasted a couple of minutes, so that was also quite smooth!

Apparently I have a great tongue for piercing, or well that was what my piercer said, hehehe I can now say 'my piercer'. But I don't know if thats a good thing or a bad thing!?!? Was he saying I have some sort of fat tongue or something?? I don't know, and to think about it could lower my self esteem more, so lets leave it at that :P

I hurts a little bit now, not a lot, but still enough for me to occasionally wince. I can talk, well I can talk if I talk slowly, so in a way I kinda have a speech problem, I feel like that kid in the Simpsons who comes from Ca-na-da!

Looking forward to it being all recovered and everything though, when that happens I'll be all excited!!!

A lot of people are asking me why I got it, and to tell you the truth, I have no idea... I just wanted something different, I have no piercings or tattoos, so thought it was finally time to get something done!!

Anyway, I must be off, must go rinse my mouth out with pink stuff!!!

AdamMac
Now comes complete with tongue piercing


 


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