One + 1 = Thr3e

Just saw a thing on Channel Ten's news, and instantly thought I had to blog about it!

They were presenting results from a scientific thing ran in the U.S. comparing guys and girls brains. There were saying that chicks talk almost three times more than men everyday. Now I know that I talk for work, but I talk outside of work, and there a very rare times when I'm not talking. This would explain the huge phone bills, and the fact that I talk too fast. I think I might be talking to fast so I can fit more in, because I don't want to lose time for talking, I might think of something exciting to say.

They also said that a guy's brain uses double the power to think about sex. Now, I know that I'm a guy, but I don't think about it that much. Which is weird, but I just don't think about it as much as other guys do. They were saying that chicks use more of their brain to talk, so that's why they don't think much about sex.

That basically means, that I have a chick's brain and the reason why I don't think about sex is because I'm talking too much!

AdamMac
All talk, no action

Over the last couple of years, I've received a lot of criticism in terms of the way I display my emotions. I shield them with layers and disguise my true feelings. Apparently, no one knows the real AdamMac. I have been told that I don't even know who the real me is. I think that's utter bullshit, I know perfectly well who I am. As for the rest of it, well I suppose its true. In some ways I can see that I'm like an onion, in terms of layers not how I make people cry*.

I've never been one to really display my emotions or tell people how I feel. I think I did it once before and was kinda let them with the whole experience, so I've just learnt not to do it. When I talk to some people though, they think that I'm opening up to them about certain things. Things that have happened in my life which I can easily tell people. The reason why I do this, is because I've de-sensitised that part of my life, so I don't see it as a big deal. People may think I've opened up heaps, but to me I haven't really said much. They then may think that they know heaps about me, but not really know much at all. I think being able to tell people these things, helps me delay having to open myself, a sort of defense mechanism.

Another thing people me is that there are a variety of different AdamMacs. Depending on the situation, I adapt to change the people around me, which apparently causes confusion for people trying to get to know me. This may be true for a couple of things, but I don't think its very true. These are the different types that I've recognised:

'MSN AdamMac'
I know I act differently on MSN. I think this happens with everyone though. We are able to hide ourselves behind our computer, and say things we probably wouldn't be able to say in real life. Apparently I'm also more witty on MSN?!? I don't really believe this, I think I'm even wittier in person.

'AdamMac@Work'
This one is similar to the MSN one. Mainly because I can act different when I'm talking to customers on the phone, because I have that protection of them not being able to see me. One thing that work has had an affect on me at work, is people's voices. I tend to visualise what people look like from the way they sound. I know it sounds weird, but I can judge a bit of a person by the way they sound.

'Softball AdamMac'
Probably one that a lot of people don't see. Mainly because the only people who see me play softball are the other softball players and family members. I think that when I play softball, I'm different to any of the other personalities. I get really involved, and the competitiveness comes out in me.

'Drunk AdamMac'
This is the most scariest one. If you wanna know any deep and meaningful stuff about me, you'll need to get me drunk first. I think I need to be so drunk, that I won't be able to remember saying it. I think one of the only ways that I will ever tell my deep dark secrets, is if I'm really drunk! And I'm talking so drunk that I would remember what I said the next morning!

So those are the sides I can think of. I'm sure that there is many more, and that I've only just scratched the surface, but its late and I wanna go to bed!

AdamMac
Layered.

*Although I do do that as well

Okay, I’m officially addicted to Poker. It’s rather sad really. When I get bored, I find myself playing online against random people all over the world. I’ve got four different programs on my computer, which with a separate account, to play on. I have also recently got myself a poker set, complete with dice and chips! Whenever people come over, the poker set gets whipped out and a quick game begins!

Now I’m not the greatest at it, but I have fun playing, so that’s all that matters. I love going All-In and winning people’s money, not the biggest fan of losing it though. I play with fake money, so mum don’t worry I’m not spending all my money on Texas Hold’em.

I don’t know what’s so addictive about it though. I think it helps fill my competitive needs. I love beating other people. I love testing peoples limits in how much they bet and then winning all their money from them. Its such a mind game, that’s it not only good to play, but fun to watch. I love watching the people play it on television. Because you get to see them crumble in front of you, and watch the other players triumphant.

But I don’t think I’m as good in person as I am online. I think I need my computer to be between me and the other players, so that they can’t see my face. Mainly because I’m not the best at bluffing, and its so much easier to bluff online! Anyway, I must be off, more poker to play.

AdamMac
Looking for a Pokerholics Anonymous.

Isn't it funny, that when you watch a television show, you can associate with the people in it. You can look at the show and think, that's exactly how I would react, or that's exactly like what I did. Have you ever watched a show, and had that feeling with all the main characters? I have.

When you watch something on television, you can judge it right away. You can think to yourself, that was really bad, why did he do that? But, in real life its not that easy. You can't judge your actions as soon as you do them. I think one of the main reasons why you can't do this in real life is because you don't get to see the full picture. You don't get to see how one small decision that you've made, has affected people's lives around you. Whereas in a television show, you can see it all.

The show that I was watching was Queer as Folk (US), typical I know! In the time of about two episodes, I was seeing some of the things I have done on screen, and it made me think about when I actually did them in real life. But I didn't stop there, I started placing other people in the show. I started taking characteristics I had seen in my friends, and then associated them with the characters in the show. It was turning into my own little version of Queer as Folk, with all my friends in it.

When I watched it and saw them doing the exact same thing I have done, it made me think about a lot of my actions over the last two years. It made me question whether or not my actions were correct. I know that in the last two years, I have done a couple of wrong things, and that I may have hurt some people, but its because of my own reasons. I'm slowly working on them, and hopefully, soon, I'll be able to figure out exactly why it happened.

I know that lately I've changed a fair bit. Even in the last two months. Basically, may main problem I had was when I would see someone, and they would get attached, in terms of really liking me, and wanting to take it further, I would push them away, and practically disappear! It explains my ever changing circle of friends. I know this sounds silly, but its just what I did. I don't know if this was because of personal commitment issues I have, or I just didn't like that person. I thought it was safe to say that I had changed a little bit recently, maybe I was a bit wrong. I stopped seeing someone a couple of weeks ago. I still wanted to remain friends, because I think he is a great guy. Usually, I wouldn't want this to happen, and would have just stopped talking to this person, but I still wanted to be friends with him.

Last night, on a normal conversation on MSN, he suggests we have 'a break'. He said it would be good for our friendship. I get a text message later that night saying he was only being stupid and didn't mean it. The thing is though, he would have had to have that thought running though his head for him to even mention it, meaning he had been thinking about it. It made me think, that maybe it wasn't just me pushing people away, but people also staying away from me.

I know it sounds stupid, but I started to think that maybe when people get close to me, they realise something about me that I haven't yet seen in myself, and it scares them away.

Anyway, I think I've gone too deep into one little issue and should just liven up! Enough of this deep and meaningful stuff, I don't usually do this!

In completely other news, 'A Forbidden Secret' is coming soon. Expect to see it early 2007!

AdamMac
Living vicariously through QAF

'Describe me in 1 word, just 1! Send it to me and then send this text to 10 people and see how many strange things they think about u! Do reply its funny!'

1. Lesbian
2. Conceited... I'm guessing thats why you sent that message.
3. Adam
4. Funny
5. Work
6. Bitch
7. Weird Cool Stupid Awesome :P you get four words hehe
8. Amazing

I hate doing grocery shopping. Its one of those things that I truly loathe. I think its mainly because I'm too paranoid about what I'm buying and when people see what I have in my basket, they might judge me on it. I know it sounds very paranoid of me, but for some reason, every time I go shopping, I always feel like I'm being watched.

I think this paranoia stems from my inability to grocery shop. Its not like when I walk into a supermarket, I can't function, it's just that I don't really know what to buy. I know about the staples and stuff like that, i.e. Milk, Bread, Chocolate, but I don't know about the other stuff.

I don't cook much, and I think that may also be another one of my problems when it comes to grocery shopping. Instead of six thousand different fruits and veg in my basket, I have either apples or mandarins. Instead of different spices and powders, I have the Pasta and Sauces packets.

Another thing that annoys me when I go shopping, is when you finally finish and go to the checkout, you have to put everything on the conveyor belt. I get all confused, because I don't know if there is an order for everything to go on the belt, like certain foods being together etc. And they always seem to take forever to serve the person in front of me, so it feels like all my groceries are on the belt on display for an eternity. I think this is just my paranoia of not being able to buy the right things that makes it feel like an eternity, but it does seem quite long.

I really shouldn't say they aren't right things. I suppose what I buy isn't exactly the most healthy options, but its gets my by. Who cares if I've got a 5 pack of 2 minute noodles?

AdamMac
Looking into shopping online

Everyone has their own wishes, and by the way, mine isn't to become a punk rocker with flowers in my hair, I just really like that song! Some of my wishes haven't changed for a long while, and I don't think they will change for a while yet, but that doesn't stop me from making the same wish every birthday, every time I forward on a chain email, every time I see the first star each night. Do you do the same thing?? Has your birthday wish changed in the last couple of years??

I find it to be the same with my New Years resolutions. Every year I have at least two recurring things that I wanted resolved from the last few years. This either shows that I lack imagination and can never think of anything new, or I'm just really lazy and never complete my new year's resolutions. Just between me and you, I think its the latter one.

Is that the same reason why my wishes are the same every year?? Am I not putting enough effort into creating the right situation where they could come true? How much of a wish coming true is contributed to your own input?

My wishes are kinda typical. I think maybe everyone has the same type. I wish for lots of money, long-term relationship, happiness, etc. I kinda alternate between the three all the time. But those common wishes haven't changed in a long time.

Do you have wishes? What are they? World peace? Love? Money? Happiness? How long have you been wishing for the same thing, and when are we gonna realise that they may not come true?

I have a friend's 21st birthday party on Saturday night. Its being held at some bar in QV and I know its gonna be an awesome night! I'm really looking forward to it. The only thing that I'm worried about is the dress code. Now, I'm not the best with dress codes usually, the only ones I really know about are formal, whip out the suit, and casual, what I wear everyday! But the dress code for this party is smart casual.

Now my interpretation of smart casual is something that looks great, but not too over the top. So I know not to whip out the tuxedo, or the turn up in the moccasins. I think that it has to be somewhere between the two. By the way, I won't be turning up in a tuxedo and moccasins, even though that would be in between.

I asked some people at work what they thought I should wear, and most just said to wear a shirt and a good pair of jeans. Their justification of the whole thing was that the shirt was the smart bit and the jeans were the casual bit. I wanna know if that works vice versa as well though. What if I wore a t-shirt and dress pants? I've got the two, smart and casual, but apparently from the stupid looks I was getting from my colleagues, I figured that wasn't the best idea and just went back to my desk.

I'm going shopping tomorrow night, so I'll see if anything jumps out at me when I'm looking for stuff. I'll probably end up asking the sales staff what smart casual is, because I still have a vague idea, but don't wanna turn up too dressy, or under dressed!

AdamMac
Rummaging around in the closet.

NB: Please be aware that AdamMac is really drunk, and any spelling or grammatical mistakes can be blamed on the alcohol!

I've just got home from celebrating clear test results with Carmella. She just got some stuff done and the results were in and she is fine, so what better way to celebrate than have a few beverages! Ok, so maybe not a few, but a lot :p

When I got there tonight, I was having a good time, I didn't know much people there, except for my mum, which is Carmella, who I'm her adopted son, if that makes sense! I was dancing away with her, having fun, until fat 1 and fat 2 arrived! Now for those who don't know who fat 1 and fat 2 are, ask me later when I'm sober and I'll tell you who they are!

Every time I see fat 1, I either want to cry or vomit! I don't know which, maybe vomit because I can't believe I wasted so much of my life on a fat piece of shit, remember I'm drunk so I can type these things :P But I seriously don't know what it is. Every time I see him, this anger builds up inside of me and I just wanna scream. Now I could scream and get away with it at Diva, hell people may think that I'm singing, and that could be funny, seeing that I don't sing :P

Now I know that he played a big part in my life, but fuck him! I can't stand him, he may have played that big part, but he sure knew how to fuck up my life! I'm not usually a shallow person, but I look at him and think, why? Why would I wanna get with a fat slob like him???

I think I've typed enough about him, hang on... I HATE HIM THE STUPID MOTHER FUCKER!!! OK, now I think I've typed enough :P

AdamMac
Drunk as a Skunk!

Over the last couple of days, I keep coming across this white powder. I had no idea what it was. It was starting to appear on my couch, my desk at work, my jeans, keys, wallet, etc. It was basically everywhere, and I had no idea what it was... Well that was until I opened my bag today.

I thought that I was turning into some kinda drug dealer at night, and when I woke up the next morning, I had forgotten about everything. That, or someone was breaking into my house, and doing drugs on my couch, and then as they were snorting this white powder, they coughed so it went everywhere. I know that last one is a bit extreme, in terms of details, and my imagination probably got the better of me, but I've been bored lately and my mind tends to wander.

It was when I opened up my bag today and noticed that the bottom of it was laced in this weird white powder, that I noticed what it was. I had put a tube of sherbet in my bag over the last couple of days, and it had some how burst, causing the sherbet to go everywhere. I can't believe that it took me that long to notice it. Seeing that I take my bag with me everywhere, hence the powder following me around.

As I was a bit excited about finally figuring out what it was, I had to tell people at work, and they kinda gave me weird looks, as if to say, 'Yes, Adam, I'm sure its only sherbet'. Now, surprisingly enough, this isn't the first time a place of work have accused me of drug using/dealing. I didn't/hadn't done drugs then, and can still safely say that I haven't done them since! I only have an addictive personality and hyper attitude, without having to add more to it by using some illegal substance.

After laughing at these accusations, I started to think about all the fun things I could do with a bag of white powder, yes the imagination has been working over time lately. I came up with a couple of things;

• Going into a supermarket and making sure that they check my bag as I leave, and throwing in the occasional head twitch here and there.
• Asking people if they can look after my bag for a minute, and then in public ask them to pull something out for me, like a wallet or something and wait for the reaction.
• Falling over in public and letting my bag open up on the floor, and then trying to cover it up and saying loudly, 'nothing to see here, nothing to see'.
• Going up to people at work, and whispering quietly if they want some of it.
• Walking around and continuously stick my finger in my bag and lick the white powder of my finger when people are looking.

Yesterday I was having a day with the girls. We started being all butch, watching the Grand Final and drinking beer, well I wasn't drinking because I had to drive, and they weren't really drinking beer... Pure Blonde is so not a beer :P Well, we started with good intentions, but then out come the Cleos, Cosmos and Vogues and we started talking about boys, clothes and this fucken hot pair of Dior boots*, and it all went girly from there. Our attempt at being boys kinda failed, with the finishing point being when we cracked out the Sex and the City DVDs.

There were four of us there, three of my best girlfriends and me! So with the four of us there, and watching the four girls on Sex and the City, we talked about which one of the four girls each of us were. Jess was Miranda, Jo was Charlotte and Meghan and myself were a mixture of Carrie and Samantha. Now apparently, I had to be part Samantha, seeing the number of people I have fooled around with. Now I personally don't think it is that many, but the other did, seeing that my number was a little bit bigger than all of theirs...

Now before you get the impression that I'm a big slut, which I'm not, I was actually quite surprised at my number, and mainly because I don't think that it was that many... I haven't had sex with all the people on my list, but have fooled around a bit. Being a gay man, I'm kinda proud of the fact that my number was quite low, compared to most people that I know. For example, I found out that one of my mates on Friday night, was on a goal to get with 10 guys in 10 nights, trying to out do his friend who had done 9!!! I can safely say that I'm nothing like that :P

Now I'm not going to tell you the number, nor am I going to tell you that if I worked it out as an average to since I've been out, I average more than 1 a month. And I'm definitely not going to tell you that my number is more than 20 times that of one of my friends.

In completely un-related news, I've started seeing someone. Well maybe not started, seeing that's its been over a month now, but just thought I should mention it. Its been a while since I've had a relationship, and I still feel a bit new to the whole thing, so that's kinda exciting. I still feel weird about the whole 'boyfriend' word thing. It'll take some getting used to, but I'm sure I will. And yes, this person is aware of my number :P

On the whole boyfriend knowing my number thing, it brought up how many they were on. Needless to say, my boyfriend is new to the whole gay world, his number is quite low, so I felt kinda weird telling him. I felt like when I told him, it made me look like some slut, which I'm completely not, and I thought that he might freak out and run away. But he knows I'm not one, as do all my friends, so it doesn't really bother me! Hell, I've only ever picked up at a club like twice! And that was only kissing them :P

Well I think I may have gone a bit too much into my personal life here, but meh! Whats your number? If you have a partner, do they know your number? Do you know their number?? Are you ashamed of it???

AdamMac
It's only a number

*Ok, so maybe I wouldn't wear them, not yet... I'm just being appreciative of some great designer footwear.

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

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

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

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

Just thought I'd update everyone on some recent news with AdamMac. He has a new phone, yeppo, a brand spanking new Nokia 6280! Its awesome, it has everything a boy could ever want and then some... Ranging from 2 MegaPixel camera, to awesome slidey thingy, the Nokia 6280 is the complete package! Hey, maybe I should go into advertising... And another thing, be prepared for a post with a difference soon...

This week has also been my alcoholic week for the last couple of months. What I like to do, just to keep my body on its toes, is to have a couple of months of not a lot of drinking, and then just go to town for a full week. Well, in this case its only been three days, but still, that's more than 1, more than 2 even :P And I don't want you all out there thinking that I've got some sort of calendar marked with the days I have to drink, because I don't. The main reason why I drank this week is because I had an RnR, function for work, on Wednesday and I wanted to build up a kind of resistance to alcohol, seeing that at the function its free booze :P

So Monday night, I was down at the Prince, which consisted of $1.50 pots!! Now, this place was packed, but I didn't know anyone else there, well except for the guy that I went with, but I just felt out of place... Maybe if I went there with a massive group of people, it would be cool?? Suppose there is only one way to find out!!

Tuesday night was spent at a work mate's place, drinking some red that had been in my cupboard and needed to be drank. That was a fun night, which didn't finish till the wee hours of the morning, and I surprisingly didn't have to suffer the consequences on Wednesday, i.e. massive hangover!!!

Wednesday night, as I mentioned early, was the RnR. I'm just gonna say some key points that I remember from the night:

• Sumo suits, and me winning both times against Kelly
• Playing DDR and winning, against Kelly
• Playing the running tied to a wall to see how far you can go before bouncing back game
• Drinking disgusting white, so having to move onto beer
• Playing an inflatable guitar on stage to Kylie Minogue, waiting for the guitar solo
• Getting a tattoo, ok so not a real one, but a good temp one
• Drunken phone call to Sue asking how to Step, ball change and then trying to do it at the tram stop, followed by a couple of slides, and fan kicks.

That pretty much sums up the last week, well since Monday anyway...

As I said at the start, something exciting, hopefully, should be happening very soon on here, so you'll have stay tuned, hopefully by tonight or tomorrow morning!

AdamMac
Looking for an A.A. sign up sheet

Ok, so maybe its been a tad bit too long since my last post. Like over a week!! I feel like its been like a year since my last post! Like I think of things to post about, but then I just forget them when I have to post. And then when I remember them, I just can't get motivated to do a post about them, and try to do something funny!!

A couple of interesting things have happened to me, had the musical, had a Face2Face thing where I met customers, gotten drunk a couple of times, all fun times! But really nothing that has struck me as needing to do a post!

I'll try and think of some things to write about, but just can't be bothered at the moment!

Till then, I'll be on MySpace, damn you and you addictivenes!!!

A.Mac
Lazy