There are many dates in history which are infamous because of their importance in history. Man landing on the moon, New Millennium celebrations, my Birthday. That kinda thing. Well today an event occured which superceeds all of these.

The power at the hyperdome went off for a full hour. They evacuated every punter out of the center. There was alarms and people fleeing. Oh such a sweet day. I rely on electricity to cook, so no cooking for you.

But the punters had to come back and shop. Oh shit! we fucking missed out one hours shopping better make up for it or we will dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. God damn.

The 28th of April will cease to be known as my Kindergarten’s teachers birthday, and become, WORLD FREEDOM DAY.

Some days I wake up and the music sounds so fucking good. Enque winamp with tracks and just let the sounds do their thang.

Later today I’ll be heading up to Noosa for lunch at the Sheraton. it’s actually my xmas gift from my parents, which I havent used yet. I really wish it wasn’t raining for my trip.

A new Enigma album on the way? nice.

Ok, so all of that openminded and philosophical bullshit I posted last night didn;t help me one bit today. Fuck me, one day where shops are closed and people are unable to shop, plus holidays, plus saturday, plus rainy day = we have to go shopping or we will die and we must eat for we are too fat and lazy to cook for ourselves HAHA WE WILL EAT U KRYZ IF YOU DO NOT COOK HAAHA# GET IN MY ENGORGED BELLY SO YOU MAKE ME MORE FAT THAN I AM AT THIS TIME NOW HAHA numnum.

So, it was fucking busy. I kept pretty cool, but i just don’t underfuckingstand how people can wait for so long in a line, then wait for such a fucking long time for their meal (dispite my speed skills, there was a wait of up to 45 mintues today at one point) then just gobble is down in 10 seconds. Thats so lame. We’re not fast food.

“Burn the building down” — Officespace

I’ve been contacted by a number of people over the years regarding how much they enjoy my rants. In a way, it’s strange for me to rant, because I see myself as a fairly non angry kinda person. Common sence and understanding really helps me deal with alot of things, so I’m not really sure where this energy to write such colourful and hearty monologues. I guess it’s the release from the buildup of stress. When I’m in the kitchen, I can’t walk away from it for a few moments and take a break. I have to keep going, the stress builds, my stamina drains and it all goes fucking pear shaped.

For I’ve always attributed anger to a lack of understanding, appreciation and not looking at things from another point of view. So, when I’m stressed, I only think of myself and my well being. Everyone else can go to poop. In a way, I’ve always been aware of this, but it’s only now I’ve started thinking, the bitchen can wait for their god damn food. If they want good food, they better wanna wait for it.

(omg I just realised that I can touch type (i have been able to for a long time tho))

On the other hand, this realisation of understanding, or lack there of also paradoxically makes me feel annoyed. Because it’s the people who complain, who winge, who bitch and moan about their meal, abotu how it looks and how long it took without thinking about how or why. Sure if I make a crap meal, I’ll make it again. But it’s the “why did it take…” “this isn’t what I thought it was” “this isnt how my mum makes it” “I thought it would be bigger” “I’m gonna pour salt on this before I taste it ok” complaints that shit me off. Like, the place is full, you’ve stood in a line for 15 minutes, where 1000 people infront of you have ordered food. It doesnt make sence that your meal took 25 minutes? fuck you.

It takes me on average 5 minutes or so to make a meal/order. So, say if I have 10 orders, that would be logically 50 minutes? No, I multitask as best as I can given the size of my mental bandwidth (nerd joke har). Realistically, I’m fucking quick. I get the food on the floor faster and better than anyone at work, most probably faster than anyone has there. It’s all quality. I take pride in it. So, if the meal you ordered after the 100 people takes 20 minutes when you’re out next, be fucking grateful. Because there is someone like me out he back, stressed to the fuckin max, calling every person on the other side of the counter naughty names and trying to do the best damn job they can.

Well, in 10 hours, I’ll be slavin over the fucking hot stove again for 8 hours. I’m looking forward to taking pride in my work and doing a good fuckin job. And their gonna love their damn food.

This means in a way, I don’t really need to rant about things. The rants are funny, fucking funny. I like them. But they make me feel insecure, they show a weakness in my understanding, which hurts my ego.

50 bucks I come home pissed off tomorrow afternoon after work because of dumb ass bogan fuck up customers.

Do I want tomorrow or yesterday?

End of my tether.

Fc Kahuna - Hayling

Resolution of domains should be cleared up.

Another SAU cruise last night, from Springwood to the BWCP. Fantastic. I’ve never seen so many skylines. There must have been >30. It was interesting to see how mine kept up with alot of cars i determine to be superior. Would have been nice to have had a digicam.

I was disgusted at the number of lamers that filled the Bogandome yesterday. Sweet fucking geeebus. The most perfect fuckign day of the year, and they dumb fucking bogans go to a fucking mall. Like, what the fuck. I swear thats crazy.

Anyway, today is my second day off in a week, and I am loving it. 5 day working week, yes yes yes. I could seriously get used to this.
Today I’m heading up the range in the rice to Toowoomba for some picnicz. A nice day OUTSIDE

Not sure why there are problems with resolving my domain.

I’m here at work, and I’m the only one at the office. I’ve done basically all my work and I’ve just realised I only have some 40 minutes to go. Plus, I also have a chair. Nice one Bruv.

Seems I have swing dancing this evening. My motivation for such things is low today. Meh.

Come buy holidays from me.

sl0r!