Scones

So on monday night we had a sibiling bonding experience. Kate and I went to Scott and Andrew's for dinner... actually the rugby club below their "condo". It was here that Kate and Scott decided it would be fun to go back upstairs after dinner and cook Scones. Andrew objected. So after dinner (about 10pm) we went back upstairs and made scones. I found the recipe on the internet (www.joyofbaking.com) and Kate and Andrew made scones. We learnt alot that night, do you know what the difference between baking soda and baking powder is?

A weekend with old friends

So here was my last weekend. It was quite varied, on friday I cooked. Yes, I cooked. Potato, Tomato and meat. The old fav's for my old school friends. On saturday james and I ventured out to meet the girls at a 21st. It was at the Shelbourne, it cost us ten bucks to get into the pub, but the 21st was in a private room, suprisingly nice. So, there we tucked into the free drinks. I insisted we have at least 3 drinks in order to break-even from the $10 cover charge... in the end we made a profit.
After the speeches, of which I am still upset I was not asked to make, james and I went downstairs in order to avoid the awkwardness of not actually know the birthday girl. We felt much more at home with the Shelbourne skanks and hoes, they were fully sik in the toilets.

Eventually, I convinced my friends that they should follow me to an awesome club I know SPECTRUM. Have you ever heard of it? So cool. I continually warned them of the goths and freaks and just to ignore them. Eventually I realised that I was not doing the place any justice, but by that time we were in cabs on our way. The usual Spectrum night followed. JagerRedBulls, Towns called Malice, Dolly Parton. Hilary (having returned from Canada a day earlier) was tired and decided to go home. Twas at this point that Liz decided her drink had been spiked and left too. At the time we were all dismissive of this, but it infact turns out that her drink was spiked, but with some sort of laxative. Talk about having a shit night. What kind of a sicko spikes a drink with a laxative? Tubgirl/Goatse for those who know.

James, Em and I partied on. We left at around 5ish and trekked home. When I got back to my humble abode, I found I had lost my phone. I continually rang it untill a girl answerd. "Hello" She said. "Um, Hi. You've got my phone" I replied. "I know... you left it in a taxi." "Um, can I have it back?" "Yeah, I'll leave it at arthouse hotel". Long story short... I went to arthouse, got my phone, came home, went to bed... its 8am. Slept til 4.30pm.

It just 'aint the same

Lunch in the park just 'aint the same without you guys.

Easter Show

We went to the show. Did you know that it only takes you one train to get there?
Photos are of us on a scary ride, us on stage with "Dingo" a really cool up and coming artist, me with the angus bulls because thats like my name... get it?, some animals performing for the pubic, and I think the dog show check out the guys suit and his ultra-masculine dog... if you feel like clapping for him please do, but im not sure Ive forgotten which images I've uploaded. ENJOY!

ANGUS

A Day at the Races

So here are some images from our day at the races. I feel very little need to explain them... but will give you a small run down.

Day started at around 11, actually just confirming it was 11.30. When we were driven to the races by my sister pumping Roxcette's 1990s classic 'How do you Do'. After alighting from the vehicle we entered the race corse to see Laura... she then vanished... perhaps to write a new album, who knows. Drinks began to flow. 1 Bicardi Down. Its midday. Karla accosts two giant surf lifesavers telling them that they were not allowed to be wearing those hats if they were not on patrol... she gives them a business card. 2 Bicardis Down. Betting begins and edwina sees the 25th person she knows for the day. We eat pasta. We find ourselves entering a new level of our friendships when it is ok to stick fingers in each other's mouth to remove food. 3 Bicardi's down. We start to bet. We loose. We bet again. We win. I loose my ticket so thus cannot collect my winnings. Beth and Penny are very patient while I attempt to find one person I know. But alas, i could not. We see Simo and Adrian though, at which point we all agree that this day was much like a music festival, only people where wearing suits and dresses. We watch some skanks pole dance. FLASHBACK!!!!! Earlier in the day we had met a new person (one of Waz's friends) and he was giving us a tip on which horse to bet on. I replied with "Mate, i dont mean to seem upfront or rude but here is a tip for you..." Edwina rolls her eyes and thinks "oh my god... no one you have no friends angus". I continue with "but your shirt is hanging out your fly, you might want to do something about that." 4 Bicardi's down. Its about 4pm. The beer I am drinking was below room temperature, so i threw it out and got another one. I loose the girls, but discover doughnuts... a gold mine of doughnuts. I find the girls sitting on the ground in a major throughfare area. I join them. 5 Bicardis down.. no more free bicardi... its time to go. We get to Tim's car and venture off back to Bondi. We have a detour so edwina can say hello to the locals. We have totally lost penny and beth apparently they are in a limo. Edwina falls asleep on her couch. Karla and I head to meet penny and beth in the city. We get out of the cab and wait for Belly at my work. A random on the street asked us if we where headed to Cargo, we said yes. He joined us for a few drinks while we waited. His name was Jai. Karla and I confirmed to him that we where not infact a couple. He took this as his sign to move in on Karla. Belly arrives we head to Bungalow 8 where we now knew Laura was performing. We loose Jai, he was the head chef at the slip inn. We have his number if anyone wants a cheap meal. We get rejected from Bungalow. We eventually find a seat at... the slip inn. The night kinds of gets totally blurry from here on. We went to a number of bars. And Belly and I ened up eating Chinese at some some hour of the morning. I wake at home, still drunk I suspect, very bloodshot eyes and reaking of alcohol... I am dragged to Church. Communion wine tastes terrible usually, but just the smell of it made me want to vomit. Ahhh. A big day.

Angus

Cheer Cheer the red and the white

Today I left my usual comfort zone and went to a sports game. The swans. They lost by like 50 points, but good on them for having a go! They are the premiers you know. I went with James and Em. It was fun. But got cold. There was this one dude from port adelaide that kept walking in front of us, drinking some water and then spitting it out. I was like... 'is this that guy's job? Because I would like to know what would happen if I did that at my office.' So I might try that some time... just walk to the printer or the stationary cupboard and just start spitting water onto the carpet and on other people's desks.

Bondi Shakes

On saturday tim and erica came over to bondi to just enjoy my company. Here are some pics. We had milkshakes.

Paint the town White Rice

So I've got my camera back from being fixed... it only took Harvey Norman 2 months, they are so efficent and they do it for free, they only make you pay a small postal fee of $280.

Anyway, on friday night me vicki and Siobhan from work were going to go out to dinner in chinatown. Anyway, it ended up being more people from work after we all got in the lift together and decided that we would all go to the wentworth for free drinks and then we ended up back in the office doing shots of cointreau and then we headed to my old favorite siagon village. Even though I used to go there all the time the waiter never ever remembers me. So now I have a photo with him. Then we headed to purple sneakers... ahh, such amusement to be had there. My dinner of rice and soy sauce decided that it wanted a bit of a dance here so it came out with us too, except it spent most of the time in the bathroom hooking up with the toilet. Here are some photos of friday night.

How nice is this photo of the sunset from my desk at work? Nice. Makes everyday worthwhile.