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11 years agozackr
First things first: I'm not here as often anymore and prefer Facebook so if you want to add me: Isaac Rowntree
I've just had all four of my wisdom teeth out. Not very exciting, but I've had a holiday for the past 6 days and am only just going to work tomorrow! Its been great and I've had the chance to lie in bed and watch stuff and drug myself up with codeine and paracetamol and generally do nothing.
Funnily enough, I fainted on the operating table when they put the second needle into my hand and they had to wake me up from an extremely exciting and vivid dream. Upon waking up I kind of thrashed around a bit but they had about 5 people holding onto me so I didn't travel much. After that I had the surgery and I didn't really care due to the general anaesthetic they'd already given me. What's weird though is that I fainted only after the second needle and not the first...
Anyway I'm no longer in any pain or bleeding so it's all good. I felt like I had about 7 or 8 headaches at one stage though when my eyes hurt, the four wisdom teeth sockets hurt, and I had an actual headache.
Swing dancing has been getting progressively more fun and I've also started playing tennis again. Tennis I'm suddenly really good at so it's a big boost to get in there and smash serves and obliterate those backhands
Haven't done either this week and I'm hoping to get back into it in the next!
11 years agozackr
I've moved out - sorta. I still go home for weekends and stockpile food and do nothing (and get my clothes washed). Also, I get tons more work done because my current office is way more like an office than my bedroom ever could be.
Other perks of living away from home include not having to come home at certain hours - I can do whatever I like, and I can go swing dancing on Wednesday nights. (yay)
Speaking of swing dancing, last week was the second time I went and it was like I suddenly 'got' it. Took a week, but there you go. All the girls were saying that I was really confident after that. Not that I was shocking before, it was more that I was afraid of stepping on people's toes and kicking them in the shins or kneeing them so I was constantly holding myself at arm's length and watching my feet.
I decided to just go for it and dance and wow, it's so much better! Swing dancing's pretty up close and personal anyway, and dancing with some of the cute girls there (we all swap partners) is quite fun.
I actually already knew a lot of the people there from my forays into the music world so it wasn't like a complete crowd of strangers. In fact, there was somebody there I had only met two years ago and we were trying to figure out how we knew each other.
Recently my bro and I went to Melbourne and stocked up on tons (and I mean tons) of designer clothing. I just wanted to go to Dangerfield to buy some tshirts but ended up there somehow.... yeahh...
Anyway, CM's has some awesome clothing that fits my build just right and so I'm pretty happy. My brother kept adding item after item to the pile (all with $100 or more price tags) and the shop assistant was standing there shaking her head. She eventually started telling him to slow down!!!
In the end we walked out of the shop and through the middle of Melbourne with 10 bags of clothing and everybody was looking at us... then the bags. Sooo funny.
I finally got to Dangerfield the week after and bought two Ts with Captain Planet and Transformers on the front. They rawwwk!
Anyway, I'm going to go do some visiting at a client's. Just had a big meeting today about a major point of sales project for a mobile telecom company and a contract of over $8,000. Heavy stuff, but it's going really well
12 years agozackr
Last night I went to play with my old band at a comp at Ballarat (otherwise known as the rat). Winning the comp was nothing like the highlights of the night which I'm about to recount. Oh, and you're likely to have fun there late at night especially inner city... as the nightlife in the rat is mostly composed of bogans...
Anyway, a couple of friends and myself decided after the concert to go grab some pizza at Bakery Hill. I don't know Ballarat too well but certainly much better than my friends so I was the driver... and I finally found Pizza Hut hidden around the corner of one of the streets (I think Sturt) and parked.
The cashier there was friendly and we had a bit of fun joking with her and ordering our meal, though we couldn't get the 'all-you-can' eat as it was just after finishing time (noooo). A group of people were finishing up after a party there. (I never actually knew this but apparently Pizza Hut (or at least that one) is licensed...) One of the girls belonging to the party was dressed (freezing weather) in what can only be described as a 'rag'. Think one-piece with ultra-mini-skirt of the thinnest cotton imaginable - and it was showing way more of her than I think anybody really wanted to see. Together with the over-application of makeup, mascara, and high-heels I think she only needed a street corner and she'd be set. One of my friends happened to catch sight of her and recoiled... and so began the start of the rat experience, with my observation that this could only happen in Ballarat...
We finished up there and then headed over to maccas to grab some more food (friend who was gluten intolerant or something, I don't know). On the short way there we were walking and not really noticing much until a red holden went past and some guy rolled down the window and basically yelled his lungs out at us. It was both unexpected and hilarious at the same time, and kept us laughing until we got to the golden arches...
Bakery Hill McDonalds is actually very, very big. It stretches most of the way up Bakery Hill and has multiple levels. It has a belt system for the orders which runs around the kitchen and up and around the cash registers (very fascinating actually). Last night there wasn't a huge amount of staff present - maybe 4 or 5. We ordered some more stuff and headed up a level to eat it. The place has seen better days, as I remember when I was much younger my Grandmother took me to eat there and everything seemed much newer. There were some lights which were new back then and now had chunks missing out of their decorative hoods/ornaments/wotever you call them. There were also some kids just lounging around at the bottom level seemingly with nothing to do or anything more fun to do than 'hanging out' at the most exciting place for the under-aged.
Just as we sat down some guy walked up with a coke on his tray and dumped it on the floor before sitting down. He just sat there with a huge puddle on the floor with ice cubes in the middle and calmly ate what was left on his tray... We just watched in amazement and then shrugged and turned back... little did we know that this was merely the beginning of the second highlight of the evening.
After a bit we turned around and noticed he'd gone and so we laughed and pointed at where he had been and the still large wet sticky coke spot - wondering how someone could be such a tool (though he was a typical bogan). Unfortunately, there was a couple (bogans, of course) behind the plate glass window in turn directly behind where we were pointing. The girl thought we had been pointing and laughing at her, and started to get really aggressive and mouth obscenities at us through the window which we couldn't hear because it was so thick. I shrugged my shoulders to try and show we didn't mean any harm but she was still off her nut so we just left her to it and kept eating. She was probably smashed as were most of the other people we'd so far come into contact with.
I went back with one of my friends to the McCafe section and ordered some cake and landed on our feet again with another friendly, funny cashier and joked around a bit more before heading back. I'd got an Oreo McFlurry and she wanted to know if I thought it was any good but I hadn't really formed an opinion so just said I thought it was better than the M&M one, which it was...
Heading back we sat down again and shortly after one of the guys sitting opposite me said he felt like someone had just chucked water all over his hands. We had no idea where it might have come from and we were positive we hadn't accidentally spat or spilt stuff on him. That was when we noticed a trail of droplets on the floor leading up to the top section and straight to the guy we'd previously thought had disappeared. He must have noticed us pointing at his previous coke misadventure and thought he'd flick the contents of his remaining cup the full 20 metres our way. Lovely...
We just finished up and headed out, when the girl from before who had taken offence with us happened to be still outside and started yelling at us again. This time we could hear what she was saying, including her particularly adept command of f*ck and c*nt. She was demanding to know why we, the 'c*nting c*nts', were pointing at her, and though I tried to explain that it wasn't actually directed at her she wasn't interested and so we continued on our way, giggling like loons at her use of the vernacular...
We took her advice ('that's right keep walking away') and decided that it was high time to head home before we antagonised the entire bogan community of Bakery Hill. Or at least the ones without a sense of humor. We were also pretty dead beat. Ricky (one of the guys) thought that she and the anonymous yeller were the highlights of the evening and so I felt I had to immortalize it in a journal of some kind.
BTW: I don't dislike bogans, in case you might have gathered that from the post!! Parties in the rat are fun for that reason
12 years agozackr
So here I am back on the freelance trail. Please, somebody just give me a job!!!
Eh, it's not all bad. At least I have plenty of repeat work and can depend on a modest amount of income in dribs and drabs. There is just so much rubbish placed on freelancing sites that it takes ages to weed through it all and find what you need, but it's a necessary evil, I guess.
Went to camp what seems like ages ago, so thought I'd better bump that last journal entry out. So much has happened/changed/wotever in that time... Camp itself was mostly boring (tough being senior) but I had what fun I could, playing poker and doing some extra band stuff.
Is it immature to suddenly be really attached to your teddy? I ignored him for 6 years and left him on a shelf, and now I feel kinda bad. Maybe he's just really good at guilt-tripping you with his glassy scored/possibly cracked eyes.
My grandma turned 80 recently and we went to her birthday party along with several of our relations. Turns out that a couple of years back I'd been at the same uni as one of my cousins though I'd never bumped into her. I'm now also an uncle once-removed due to another of my cousins having married and had a baby. Was a fun party altogether since we got to catch up, drink some heavy stuff, and eat a whole hectare of sugar cane...
Anyway, I better go and try to keep earning money to keep my car running to keep me sane. Yay
12 years agozackr
I still have tons of mod points to get rid of. Soooo, let's have some fun while doing it.
I challenge you all to a Frets on Fire tournament. Get the game, then the song. Then let's see how much better you can do than me.
Can't You Hear me Knocking - the Rolling Stones
You have to better my scores up here . They are also included in the song linked to above.
You have approx. four weeks. July 1st midnight (AEST time which is +10 GMT) is when you have to submit your final score screenshots by (don't attempt to Photoshop them - I have eyes like a hawk ). Put a link to them in the comments here.
1. In the new version with the new hammer-on/pull-off style I have only just managed to get up to 87% accuracy on the test song. If you find it easier with the old style use that one. Just turn it off in options.
2. No photoshop allowed - except to crop your screenshot
3. My decision is final. I will pick those that get into the top ten and distribute the prizes accordingly.
1st: 100 mods
2nd: 80 mods
3rd: 70 mods
4th: 60 mods
5th: 50 mods
6th: 40 mods
7th: 30 mods
8th: 20 mods
9th: 10 mods
10th: 5 mods
Happy fretting! Any problems/comments/questions please leave a comment below.
EDIT: .htaccess rules fixed to allow scores and possibly music to be downloaded also...
If you didn't notice the song link above, here it is again.
Adding songs to Frets on Fire: In Windows or Linux you generally go to the root FoF folder, then data, then add it to the songs folder. Read the Frets on Fire readme if you're having trouble. The Mac version is a little different, but it shouldn't be that difficult.
Considering that the US pokes its nose into so many international affairs, I think it's only fair.
Or if not vote, at least have a say of some sort in what fruit-loop is gonna come and gun us down the next term. At least then we can truly say we only had ourselves to blame.
12 years agozackr
Last night me and my band played to an auditorium full of parents and their kids. Definitely an 'interesting' way to kick off our debut concert.
We played John Denver's leaving on a jet plane and Mr. Tambourine Man. Mr. Tambourine Man is quite experimental (trombone, vocals, and drums with trumpet intro/outro) and needs a bit more work before I reckon we can say that we've got it right. It seems to be missing a certain something...
Leaving on a Jet Plane we went with a more traditional 3-piece rock band ensemble with guitar and vocals, bass and vocals, and drums. The crowd seemed to enjoy listening to us which was the main thing, though the drummer forgot the ending for the last piece, he he. Oh and the lack of a monitor for our benefit made it really hard to tell what we were playing.
Overall we're heading towards a ska/funk feel. Instrumentation as a whole is quite tricky considering there are only three of us. Still, we'll make do until we can find some other band members. Also, there was so much to remember in the short few months we've been together, learning guitar and bass among other things, that we had to have a music stand with the lyrics on there just so we knew what we were singing! Once I have the lyrics for Jet Plane memorized properly I should be able to get my guitar playing up to scratch instead of dividing my concentration ;)
I might upload a video to youtube of our concert or record both tracks in the garage... just so you guys can see what we're doing :D