May I Service Your Burger?

Back to work today... But not until 1pm! Because I worked so late Saturday night/Sunday morning (didn't get to bed till 5am) I decided I deserved the morning off for a little bit of a sleep in. Good chance to lazy around at Emi's place, drink coffee and then go to subway. Subway rocks, even Tasmania has Subway!

I didn't do much exciting over the weekend really, just hung out with Emi most of the time or played my guitar. Plus lots of work too, of course! And I get to come into work next weekend at 1am due to a bit of a mixup of communications. It's a job.

Yesterday arvo Emi was playing her violin in the orchestra at 2:30pm so I went into town to watch her, and to laugh at the stick waver (proper name: conductor) as he went mental. I swear, he doesn't look like a normal human being, he looks like someone on stage dressed up nice who also happens to be throwing a fit. Emi will probably bash me for saying that.

The orchestra was pretty cool too, it started off a bit slow and all the little kids up the back kept coughing and hacking. I was tempted to turn around and scream "Shut up you morons" but I'd just be making a noise myself then. It picked up after the first couple of songs and the little shits were drowned out by the loud music. They had a really good chello player come on stage too to do a solo. She was really good, but she was getting really into her chello. I thought she was going to jump it on stage, but she managed to keep it under control.

After the concert Emi me and Matt (Emi's flatmate) went to the pub for a beer and a feed, before a bit of supermarket shopping. While me and Emi were walking around I found a can of some icky looking beer with the label "Very Strong Lager". I had to buy it, being 9% and all. When we got home Emi then decided to spill it all over the floor of her bedroom instead. That was a good thing too really (apart from the smell) because it was pretty gross beer. Tasted like a bad attempt at beer making with vodka added to increase the strenght. Here's some pics of the can and the label.

After that mess we decided it was time to go up to the local Burger shop for a feed. I ordered the best burger in the world, a lamb burger. On the walk back from the shop we started talking about sheep with me making stupid baa noises (as you do) and I said "If I was to go in there making that noise I bet they won't serve us our burgers"
Emi took one look at me and burst out lauging, nearly falling over she was laughing so hard. Took us about a minute to work out that she thought I'd say "...I bet they won't service our burgers" What was that sweet and innocent girl thinking???
Not so funny to read it written as it was to be there!!

Not much else to add. My new guitar is totally funky. Turns out someone else wanted to buy it too, so I'm glad I brought it when I did. They don't make to many sexy black ones with a funky stripe according to Emi.

Moving into my new place this weekend. I get it either Friday night or Saturday morning, not sure which. But I'm looking forward to it. Have to go and see the real estate agent this week and part with lots of money. Not looking forward to that bit.

And I'm Done!

Tim