Saturday, July 29, 2006

 

Home Again...

(Frostilicus apologises for the lack of formatting in this post, I'm tired and can't be bothered at this present time.)

i'm back folks, got back thursday night.

the flight to brisbane was ok... i am, however NOT impressed with Queensland Rail, though. while still in perth, i checked that i would be able to take the train from the domestic airport in brisbane, to my suburb, and everything checked out ok. the train would be running at the time i was due to be there, and the domestic airport station itself was open until 9pm, no dramas.

well. my flight was delayed an hour. this meant i got into brisbane just after 8, instead of just after 7. in the back of my mind was "never mind, the airport station is open until 9." i got off the plane, got my luggage...and then (after spotting Katie from big brother), I left the terminal to get to the train station.

this is where i found out that the airtrain does NOT run after 7:30pm. the escalators were not running, and neither was the lift. i asked a couple of passengers, who said they heard it wasn't running, and i was stopped by a couple who were probably around my age, the chick looked like she'd been crying, and she asked me if i was looking for the entry to the airport station. i said i was, and she said.. the airtrain isn't running, and we've got to get to IPSWICH... which is about the distance i had to go, plus half again. she said she'd been crying because they had no other way of getting home.

i found a parking attendant, and asked if the airtrain was running (just for confirmation), and she said that no, the airtrain doesn't run after 730pm. at which point i just looked extremely pissed off and said "well, nobody told me THAT!"

having no desire to spend the night at the airport, i hailed the first cab and asked him how much it would cost me to get to where i was going.. and he said... how much have you got? ... i told him i had $60, and that is all i've got, and he said...yeah it will probably be about that much. so we set off, and meanwhile i'm answering txt msgs and just freaking out because i've been sitting down for what seems like the entire day and my stress level is just a bit more than i can take. so cabbie makes small talk while going through the tolls, asking me how my trip was and such.

about 20 minutes later, the meter is nearing $50 and we are only about halfway there.. so cabbie pulls over and tells me.."ok, this fare is going to end up costing you more than $60, so what i'll do is, i'll turn the meter off here, and we'll call the fare even at $60" at which point i breathe a sigh of relief, cuz i sure as shit didn't have any more than $65 on me at best.

so we finally get to my house.. and i pay him the $60 and i even gave him an extra $2.50 for his trouble. i thank him profusely for being so nice about the whole thing. i lug my luggage upstairs (it was fuckin heavy), and my elder housemate greets me at the door and says "hello stranger!" lol... and i whinge to her about the whole train/cab ordeal..and then go to turn on my pc, only to realise that i'd locked it before i left (it has a triple plate aluminium door on the front of it that covers the buttons), and damn if i'd forgotten where i'd put the key to it! so after trying to pick the lock (no luck) and trying to remember where i'd put the bloody keys (no luck either), i just plugged the laptop in and used that for the night and figured i would look for the key in the morning. (there's no overhead light in my room so fuck looking for it in the dark)

i decided to call mum and let her know i'd made it, and whinged to her about the whole cab/train thing, and she said that was ridiculous, and she said she would reimburse me the $60, it would just take a couple of days, which was very nice of her. ....my mum loves me hehe

so yeah ....home now. and of course once i'd got home i thought of other ways that i could have maybe avoided that $60 fare, but what can i say..in the moment when you're stressed like that... u just don't think.

anyway. FUCK QUEENSLAND RAIL AND IT'S GAY-ASS "WE DON'T TRAVEL AFTER 7:30PM" AIRTRAIN SERVICE!

Thursday, July 20, 2006

 

The Shirt

My mother (we'll call her Muriel, that's not her real name, but anyway...) and I went out today for a few odds and ends. One of those being a new dial-up modem, as the new PC i built for her doesn't possess serial ports, so she needed a USB modem. Anyway, we wandered through K-Mart, looking for some Velcro cable ties, which we found in the end, and we drifted through the clothes department. Muriel found a jacket that she thought looked nice, and went to try it on, and meanwhile I wandered through the men's section (I'm not a girly clothes type of girl), and found that they had some soccer shirts going for a reasonable price. So I flicked through them to see if they had something in my size, and I found one that was Italian team colours. I would have preferred Brazil, but I wasn't that lucky. At least Italy had actually won the World Cup, so I thought, meh, at least it was semi-cool. (Although it would have been cooler had France won the World Cup instead!)



So anyway, my mum catches up with me, looks at the shirt and typically looks at the "2006" on it and says "Yeah, but in 2 or 3 years you're going to look stupid wearing it", to which I said.. "Not really, people still wear shirts from years ago with dates on them." So she told me to go try it on, and so I did. It fit well, so I went back to find her, and she asked how it was, and I said "good!", so she said she would buy it for me.

We go through the checkout, and continue to shop for a little while, and as we went through the security gate at Woolworths, the gate went off. I figured it was just malfunctioning, as it wasn't doing it to just only me. We shopped, got a roast, and tried looking for fancy bread, but they had run out of the really nice sour dough vienna loaf that we had for Bastille Day last week. So as we went to pay and leave, I had set off the security gate again! I let the cashier inspect the bag and she didn't find anything wrong with it, but the bag still set the gate off. I told her we weren't going anywhere else, because she was worried it would set off other gates, so she just let us go.

About an hour or so after getting home, and installing the new modem, I decided to take the tags off my shirt. That's when I noticed that the K-Mart security tag was still attached to my brand new shirt. No wonder it had set off the security gates! The silly checkout girl forgot to do her job properly and take the tag off my new shirt! I went to show Muriel, who instantly tried to get it off, but with no luck. I got a hold of it, and looked at it, trying to get it off and thinking of how I could get it off without taking it back to K-Mart. Asking Muriel to get me a knife, I tried to attack it, but would have had more luck in bending the knife, so I then asked Muriel to get me a pair of pliers from the garage. After making a big fuss about putting shoes on to walk a couple of feet, she came back with "an assortment" of one pair of cutting pliers, one pair of really BIG pliers, and a pair of vice grips.

I just laughed, because it seemed a bit ridiculous to bring out the vice grips as well. but anyway, after trying to pry apart the security tag as best as I could, I got the big pliers and cut the shaft of the pin that goes into the stupid plastic thingy, hoping that no alarm would go off, or that the thing wouldn't explode. It didn't and now I have my new shirt! And had a good laugh in the process... well, Muriel did, I didn't think it was THAT funny... But, Humorous, nevertheless.

In other news, I will be returning to Brisbane next Thursday. I realise that during the past 3 months there has been a serious lack of posting here at TFP, due to illness and the fact that dialup SHITS me hardcore. When I get back to Brisneyland I will do some major catch-up posts including the trip and other such pursuits.

Love,

Frostilicus. :P

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

 

Humorous Messages

Found this one linked at Digg.com, and one of the messages pictured made me laugh so damn hard, I nearly snorted coffee. Check it out!

The Daily WTF

The one that made me laugh was about the cryptographic sequence...

Sunday, July 09, 2006

 

He's Done It!

Kyle McDonald over at One Red Paperclip has managed to trade his paperclip for a house in Kipling, Saskatchewan. Well done!