I knew it was coming, I’ve known for years it was coming. Earlier this month when he was admitted to the hospice it came to the forefront of my consciousness. The inevitable has happened though, and although I cried for the first time in ages today, it wasn’t avoidable, and it wasn’t a tragic loss of life at any stretch. My Grandpa, Jack Matushchka died in his sleep at 8:20am, with my mum and his younger sister at his bed, and me on a tram passing outside. Rest in peace grandpa, you’ve deserved it after such a long and fruitful life.

Peter

Meh im not going to be in tonight, backstage calls. I’m actually becoming rather worried about the lack of preparation for my english oral next weekbecause of the time I’ve devoted to these nights. I’ve decided to discuss the various ways that the women of the 4 texts manage to get thier way, much like life itself .
Last night we banged up a blackboard from scratch, and cut out the New York skyline, as well as painting the stage. As a matter of taste, we decided to not bother with the WTC, it really could’ve raised a few eyebrows though…
Meh I miss talking to you all, this shit ‘ll be over soon, I promise. The play is 13-17 August, which means within 3 weeks I’ll be back to normal life.

Pete

well they did it, the bastards at Fantasy Log completed the blogathon and I’m USD$5 lighter to charity. Ahh its all for a good cause, and seeing as though 1 in 3 aussies manage to get cancer, I’ve got a good reason to donate, especially after dad had his battle in 2000.
Backstage is on again tonight, so I have to rush out, and I won’t be in till tomorrow lateish, but rest assured I’ll see you all again soon, and you better all comment on how much you all miss me..

Pete

The aussies got the break we needed!!! 5 golds over night!

what the fuck is THIS?

Well actually in answer of my own question it is the mascot of the 17th Commonwealth Games, currently taking place in Manchester, within the mother country. Recently the games have been more of a massacre as far as the aussies are concerned, but so far the poms and canucks are giving us a good show. wait until we get into the pool.

Anyway i got off the subject, I want to know WHY a lion, and at that such a dopey looking fuck of a lion would be the symbol for strength and unity of the worlds biggest empire. The Sydney 2000 Mascots, all be them all dickheads, at least meant something and were Australian animals. I don’t think there would be any Lions within 10,000km Of England save zoos. Think I’m being harsh? abuse me in the comments. Think I’m right? abuse/congratulate me in the comments. Just comment, Im getting lonely.

Pete

damn this internet sharing idea. I had a huge blog that i was writing for posting this morning, and the server was turned off, so instead of saving it for today, I just lost it when I turned off my computer. oh well, you would have all loved it. mwahahhahaa

Damn Canada they are ahead of us in the Commonwealth Games medal tally. So are the poms! Gah our empirical supremacy in sport seems to be slipping. AND WE KEEP LOSING THE NEW ZEALAND!!!@$@%U^^*#$
*considers becoming a british citizen* hmmmmm

Pete

Well I don’t think school can get any gayer after that 2 day episode.
Part of the International Baccalaureate course is the Thoery of knowledge, pretty much a year of monday afternoon lectures on philosophy and psychology, but 4 times during the next year, a two day ‘festival’ of 6 hour a day TOK. The first one finished today, and GOD tok sucks the big one. I managed to sleep through part of a lecture yesterday, but today each time i tryed something startled me or the teacher went nuts. At least we don’t have to go to Glen Waverly for another 9 months The next godforsaken festival is in October, and the glen waverly students have to come into the city for us. phew.

No suprises here, but Lauryn and I are fighting. Again. Something I suppose I did on Monday got her worked up to completely NUTS. She asked that I remove the links to her site and that i leave her alone blah blah.. Something about being so lovestruck I forgot who my real friends are. I mean, what the fuck. Oh well, I’ve had enough of chasing her up, apologising and kissing ass each time she gets stroppy. She says we’re not friends, alright then, I’ve had enough of her mood swings for one lifetime.

I gave blood today. 470mL to be precise. It was rather funny, here I am, this 6 foot 2 guy, bracing for this needley thing to go into my arm. The chairs are really comfy electric recliner thingies, the nurses are cool, and the needle feels like, well sorta if you pinch yourself hard. its sorta this lasting uncomfortableness though. good fun for everyone. lol the nurse in the interview and haemoglobin check beforehand asked me if i had any signs of blahdiblah Jahkob disease or something, I had no idea. Turns out it was mad cow disease. All of a sudden I had a vision of Lele running around a paddock with detachable horns. mehmehmeh.

How bout giving blood yourself?

Pete

quote from 9 hours ago:
considering theres no way in hell im making myself a template,

well, well, well. so much for that. well not really me i suppose but still. Lauryn threw this templatey thing together for me. It’s the nicest thing anyone has done for me for quite some time. I love her to bits.

On the other front, nadine has blown up in my face. i dunno, why is it everyone can’t be happy?

pete

todays word of the day is haemoglobin. Which i will be down 8% in about 8 hours. yes, im GIVING THE GIFT OF LIFE down at the blood bank.

pete