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Hi readers, what's happening? Sorry for not posting anything for a while, but the only thing that has been happening is work. And work. And work.

I did go to Sydney to hang out with Amy during her last days here in Australia. I booked a four star hotel for us on the first night with a view over Darling Harbour, and then took her out to dinner over in Manly Beach, which was pretty nice. It was a king size bed, so I had plenty of space to stretch and sleep comfortably. Oh, and the room was air conditioned which is a real novelty for me, as you could guess.

After leaving Sydney, I didn't really know what to feel, it was as usual, shoved into the back of my mind and just left there to...dwindle.

I had three days off this time around, very long days. First day, I did my standard routine of laundry and then I went to the library to do some stuff on the internet along with playing with Photoshop (oh, bought a Photoshop magazine with a tutorial which I found really interesting, attempts will be posted later).

The next day, I drove out to Mandorah, which is on the other side of the bay of Darwin. Long drive, which was pretty nice. Getting out of Darwin is something I've needed for a while now. I drove over to Berry Springs, a place where you can swim, and some place I've been recommended by several people too. While driving out there, I suffered pretty heavily from Voa's broken exhaust pipe. No joke, I stepped out of the car and it was like coming out of a concert, not cool. Find out while I was driving in that swimming was prohibited due to bacteria having a party in the springs. It was a real let down, especially when I saw the pools. They were beautiful! Sad times.

I then found the local hotel and decided to have some lunch there, after I had just been wandering around on the jetty where the ferry docks (a lot people were fishing there). I had a burger and a beer, and talked to some Ozzies for the first time in a long time. People at work don't count. I only talk to French people, an Irish, an Indian, and a Nepalese. Gets a bit boring. A lot of French too. Bah.

Leave them (they were only talking about things that had happened, past parties, etc, didn't really fit into the converstations), and keep on driving. I try to find a location where there had been a massive party a while ago, and end up driving Voa through the bush to another which, where I had to turn around because she isn't a 4x4. Too bad, it was a great spot. Oh, there were other people there too, so I let them have it to themselves, seeing as how they were the first and all.

I head back into town, almost getting lost in the bush, and decide I need to fix the exhaust pipe. Go and buy some falafels for dinner, and then cook it up. Yummy!

Today (Monday) I got the exhaust pipe fixed, and driving Voa now is a completely different experience. Almost like a dream or like a normal quiet car. It's great now.

Another thing, I don't think I can ever become Australian, I'm just not racist enough.

The racism here is just unbelievable.

Anyway.

I'm going to be leaving Darwin next Sunday for the East Coast. My time in Australia is coming to an end, quickly too. It sucks. I cannot make a permanent life for myself in Sweden I have decided. I'll probably end up going insane if I do.

This is a crappy post, I know. It's just that I'm not really feeling it right now. I think I need to eat something, get my blood sugar back up.

Toodles Poodles.

UPDATE: I hate not having a fridge. It's hard to find single serving portions of food in the super market. There's only tuna, shredded chicken (which doesn't sound very interesting), and...yeah, that's it. And I need to go on a sugar detox. Bad.

I forgot to mention.

I had my first HOT shower a few days ago.

It. Was. AWESOME!!!!

I had only been taking cold showers for the past 6 weeks prior.

That is all. Continue what you were doing.

Oh, here's a good link.

Kerr splat!

Work has been interesting, I don't know if it has reached all the way to Sweden or else where in the world, but where I work, there was a riot. I can't talk about it, due to a NDA I signed. Lame. However, you can read about it here. Good news is that I'm okay, nothing bad happened, I didn't even witness it. Non of the kitchen staff did. And that's all I'm going to write about that.

Oh, I'm making some serious bank with this gig. Already a bit bored of the job, but like I said before, the people make it for me. And so far, I've been getting more and more hours. Example: week 1: 48.5; week 2: 56.5; this week I'll end up having done 60 hours! W00t!

A friend of mine has now left Darwin which was a bit of a bummer, but you know, nothing new about that.

Also, I found out a way to keep myself cool while I'm sleeping. Sleeping with the doors open isn't really an option for me, I had to come up with an alternative.

Here's how I was thinking, use the rear vent on the car as a source of fresh air. What's a good powerful fan, and small? Computer fans! Ok, where do I get one cheap, or free? Internet cafe! I get an old PSU (power supply unit) and strip it, and realize that there's a powere switch inside of it as well! Score! Use the wire sticking out of it too, and then hooked it all up to my second battery. At first, I was using blue tac to keep on the vent, but it made some serious noise by it's vibrations. So, it had to hang, and be loose, and absorb the vibrations. Rubber bands! It's now hanging down, suspended by the rubber bands, sucking in good air for me. It's great! I actually need the covers now, because it cools me down that much. Next upgrade, install a fan speed regulator, so I can make it a bit more quiet and energy efficient.

As some of you may of figured out, there was something going on between Amy and me. And I apologize if I didn't tell you about it, I just didn't want to be bombarded with the usual questions, so I kept a bit hush hush. She left for Brisi on the 25th of August, and it's been a weird period without her around. However, the old skool me has been popping back out and executed the standard mental protocols of ending the emotional tie. I've been asking myself how long do I want to keep this...skill? Talent? Whatever you call it, I know I can do it extremely well, and very quickly. Hmm...

I think I actually wrote something about that before, oh well. I'm pretty tired, sitting at the Golden Arches waiting for the battery of my laptop to finish charging. Ok, laters!

Seclusion

This is getting weird. Or I don't know, maybe just getting annoying.

"Where you from?"

"Germany."

"Oh...how about you?"

"France."

"Ooooh...." He gets back in his car and drives off.

I can walk through the parking lot where I hang out sometimes, and just hear French or German. They clutter together, and just stay that way. Oh, and they complain that there's so many of them.

Funny, eh?

No, don't get me wrong, I like both nations, and the people that come from them, but damn it. Usually, when they try to stick to english, it only lasts about for 5 minutes, and they switch to their native language amongst themselves. And wonder why their english doesn't improve as it could. Food for thought.

Tonight, when I rocked up to my usual showering area, the parking lot was chocka block full of vans and backpackers. I get out, and I was surrounded by Germans. My response. Take a shower, and hauled ass out of there to my Fortress of Solitude (read: picnic area by East Point Reserve).

On a lighter note, the detention centre gig is going well. I'm learning Indonesian as I work, and here's some:

Nashi – rise

Kotta – box

Pirring – plate

Sabi – meet

Iam – chicken

Sousou - milk

Terra makasi – thank you

Tirul (I think) – egg

Kuggi – squid

Ikan – fish

I made a movie which is on YouTube and hope you enjoy it, because it was fun making it. Just too bad I didn't have a enough footage for a really good movie.

Working It

I'm now working at the Berrimah Defence. Which is also a detention center for asylum seekers and people who were being smuggled.

Working as a kitchen hand and I also serve the 'clients' as they're called.

This will be interesting.

Links

Here are some photos and one video.