Dirty Jokes in Fairy Grottos

Friday:
Got lots of things ready for the coming two days.
Had my first Pirates of Penzance rehearsal - it was fun.
What wasn't so fun was that I was late; I forgot to factor in transport time, so I left home at 3:30 for a 4o'clock rehearsal with lots of things to do beforehand at Broadway:

• pick up alcohol for the night


• pick up a birthday card for the night


• write on birthday card


• eat


• get stamps


• mail out stuff I shoudl have mailed out days beforehand


• get back to uni

Rehearsal had started and I had been walking around with heavy bags of clothes and crap and alcohol (and I don't walk; I powerwalk. Always), so I was out of breath and sweaty.
Went to Redfern Station to go to Heathcote for the night and Work Amy's 23rd - the theme was 80s
Wrote on the card on the way
Arrived, changed, got smashed, photos were taken (one particularly horrid photo at the punchbowl) and may have been dominated by a woman with a slapper
Slept before anyone else, though I kept being tucked in despite the heat and could not sleep (everyone else went to bed hours later)

Saturday:
Woke up in hells of pain - I'd chosen the most angular couch in existance and had been holding myself in half fetal position all night. Cramps; ow.
Left without eating breakfast, and trained it home alone because Kelly decided to stay a while longer.
Track work; fuck.
Two hours later, I arrive home, shower, swap bags and leave.
Have not yet eaten because there is no lunchable foodstuffs to eat in less than five minutes.
Arrive at second rehearsal carrying cocktail wears and a second bag.
Physical excersion+ at this rehearsal - musicaling makes you fit.
After rehearsal I meet Cyn outside and get changed in Education Building after she charms the front desk guy to let us into the closed building.
Walk to Refern to train it to Penshurst. Get food on the way.
Penhurst RSL for frozen_icehart's 21st.
Am the object of Mistaken Identity thrice:

• For: Frozen. By: Bartender.


• For: Frozen. By: Uncle/family friend, wishing me a good night as he leaves.


• For: Nathan? By: The Fruit That Starts With L. (Apparently they went to school together.)

Speeches are awesome, and Frozen's family is pretty damn cool (especially his sister).
Cyn and I leave together because that's how we roll.
Transport home is delayed. Heavily. Like, by nearly an hour. But I still get home earlier than I would have had I gotten a train to Ashfield.

Had a good two days, if exhausting. Showed the teeth off to just about everyone; just about everyone was highly impressed (Tim had no idea what was going on... I don't think he'd ever noticed the braces before.) And, oddly, there were no real dramas to gossip about.

Sunday:
deleted due to attack of the borings

Today:
just got home from the Ortho. I now have my retainer. It's one of those clear mouth-guardy type ones. It doesn't quite fit because of the gap between Wednesday's getting the bracese off and retainer fitting, and today's giving of the retainer, but it's supposed to be good in the next couple of days. I go back for my first retainer checkup on the 12th of Jan.

And, finally: ( meme-age )

... in which questions. (i.e. no)

The squirrels have left my stomach! Yay! I was worried I was still sick this morning when I first woke up; turned out I was just hungry. Score!

Also, the essay I handed in on Tuesday has already been marked. This means I now have Legitimate Reasons for going to the Seymour Centre around 12pm next Tuesday to stalk stalk randomly bump into Oscar again.

Which somehow led my brain to thoughts of Erin's 21st and the whole homophobia thing that happened. Now, I wasn't actually there when That Which Was Said was said, so I don't know how it really went down, but I swear I cannot help but think that Kelly might have been wrong. If I remember correctly, That Which Was Said was something like:
"Manager's friend": Hey, is you're friend gay?
Kelly: Why do you want to know?
"MF": 'Cause my mate behind the bar wants his number.
K, detecting homophobic joking being made at my/Bartender's expense: *glares* If you're mate behind the bar actually wanted my friend's number he'd have the balls to ask himself. (may or may not have actually been said to his face...)

Now, as I was being told what had gone down, I was admittedly excited - Bartender was cute to boot - and obviously flattered. But Kelly tells me "No, David, he was being a prick, making fun of you because you're gay" which then proceeded to slowly rot my insides and ruin my night (not because of the rotting - I got over that; that it kept coming up in conversation, apologies and war stories is what really dragged me down). I love Kelly, and I know she's extremely intelligent, but... I honestly can't see the jump from "Bartender wants his number" to "snide comments about his sexual preferences". Sure, Bartender was cute enough to have pulled just about any guy he wanted, but that doesn't always make people as self-confident as you'd expect (and I bet you were expecting a "so why would he pick me" :P). And, yeah, I didn't see the guy's face as he said it, or hear the way he said it, so there may have been geographically important clues that I'm just missing, but that doesn't explain why Bartender couldn't look me in the eyes all night after that when he'd been fine beforehand; doesn't that sort of suggest that he was at least aware of what went down? And how would he have known if he hadn't been talking to the guy? Also, Kelly was rather unimpressed with the guy to begin with - he'd been trying to pick her up, we think, but in doing so was talking about his girlfriend... odd.

I dunno, it just never really sat 100% with me. Which is annoying, because it's me and it means that I'll be thinking about it for years to come. It's possible that it happened just as Kelly said, but there's been a niggling doubt ever since she told me "No, David...".

... in which David performs for the Masses.

Photographical Proofings - you will probably have to be my friend to view it though.

or just look here:


CONCERT HAPPENED! AND SUCCESSFULLY! (perhaps not financially, though... :s)

It was actually pretty shoddy compared to the rehearsals, but oh well. No one not in SUMS seemed to notice, so I'm not complaining. In fact, apart from my parents (who very tactful and blamed the soprano soloist :P), no one even seemed to notice the problems I did. YAY!

But before that I went to see The Orphanage with some SUMSters. It was good. I rate Pan's Labyrinth higher (it's the same director), but it was good nonetheless. Not going to spoil anything except this: it's in Spanish; it has subtitles. Little graphic at times, but then again, so was Pan's.

But yes, the concert. Isaac and David were both late!! and I was worried they wouldn't be turning up at all. There'd have been no way I could sing properly without them there to almost balance out the Michael in my ears. They did turn up though (as the photo shows - they're right behind me)* thank god.

We had to practice sitting, standing and walking, which was frustrating because it's not really that hard. You sit, or you stand, or you walk. What else is there to do? How hard is it to not fuck up?

Concert started and I had no idea where anyone was in the audience - couldn't see friends, couldn't see family. I did see other people trying to get other SUMSters' attention though, and this made me smile. Don't know why, really, but I think it's kinda sweet, even if they weren't trying to get my attention.

Concert came, concert went, and it was good. Many hugs were given and received. I was picked up twice in hugs - once by Patrick, once by Isaac - the second time for longer and with flailing about, which was actually a little demeaning because I felt like a rag doll.

Met up with Amy, Kelly and Kurtis afterwards and had drinks at Starbar. Beer is now $4.40 there, which is nearly enough to make me want to not drink anymore. There were interesting conversations all around, as is usual with that crowd. Mainly centred on sex, as is also usual. There was also trashy, trashy dancing. Yeehah! Amy and Kurtis had to go home, but Kelly came with me to the Post Concert Party. It took us a while to find York Street, but we managed after a bum-steer by a taxi driver. I felt the need to jaywalk a couple of times, at potentially dangerous intervals, but I had a plan - I would tell any on-coming cars that Kelly was pregnant and that they therefore could not run her over, nor myself by association. We would, then, of course, be safe.

Post Concert Party happened, but Hannah, Patrick, Isaac, Cat and Bernie didn't. So apart from the rest of the SUMSters who showed up, it was Kelly, myself and The Clique for most of the night, plus Ben The President - a fine combination of people. I learnt the name of the girl who is always around Patrick when I see him (he never actually introduced us; the rudeness). David was there, and I pointed him out to Kelly, who not-so-ninja-like-ly scoped him out. I didn't actually get a chance to speak to him while there, which is sad, because I didn't get to talk to him after the concert and I didn't get to say goodnight to him at the PCP. I didn't have much more to drink there, in fact I think my total for the night was 4 beers (and I bought Marina a drink for her birthday), but I was tipsy enough due to my lack of dinner to start flirting obscenely with the straight male friends... well, just Ben really. I actually feel more guilty about that than I ever did with Lynn or Jake, because Ben is so pure and innocent. :s

As I said, I spent a lot of the night with the Clique and Ben. The topic of most interest seemed to be Isaac and myself, and the wide-spread belief that I can do better. I really am not sure how to take this: I realise it's meant to say that I'm too good for Isaac and that I should be flattered that they think so highly of me, but... some part of me can't help feeling that, not only is it slack to him, it's slack to me because they're basically insulting my taste. Kenny's first words to me at the PCP (I think) were "So, you like Isaac, huh?", to which I reply "Um.. maybe?", because honestly I'm not sure. Kelly's advice was to "try before you buy", but.. that really isn't me. And apparently Kenny's been told that Isaac likes me, which is not surprising given his behaviour, but it isn't exactly verifiable or even something I should really be taking into account at this stage - I'm still trying to figure out whether I Like him. All the flaws and faults they were picking out in him (bar one - the hair factor) were things I haven't seen, heard, or otherwise noticed, self-obsession being the main one, so I don't know what to think of them. I just feel so comfortable around him, like I could snuggle into him for hours. I don't know. I should probably leave well enough alone and just remain friends with him if I'm this unsure and just see what happens.

Sigh.

The Clique, Ben, Kelly and I all left together about 2am and got McDonalds, then either got a cab (Marina, Ben, Kelly and I, and I think I actually somehow made a profit there :s) or buses (Roman and Kenny, and Minna and Paul) home. It was a good night. A very good night.


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* B and Miss Amy, if you could see my head, you could probably see Isaac and David behind me. I just wanted to point out that, yes, they are the people I've been posting about.