The Emo monthly.

Well, as some of you may know, during the last 2 weeks, I've been over in the wonderful land of New Zealand, spending time with Jane, and Zareddy. And other people. But mostly Jane.

I've been asked to write my account of my NZ antics. And so I'll start now, but probably won't finish it for a day or two. Does that mean it will be huge? Or just that I just cannot be fucked writing anything right now. I guess we'll see. I mean, at the moment, I'm in a fairly sombre, sullen frame of mind. After leaving the girl I love back over in NZ. But I'm sure I can put something entertaining together for you vultures.

Fuck it, I can't yet. Gimme a few days to get over jet lag, and a few months to put my pining aside. Then I'll get back to you.

What an emo.

Not gay dad.

Lovable lucy, the artful abbo.

Did you know there used to be an Australian comic called that? Classic.

Look, I'll get straight down to why I'm here, I'm here to tell you about Jesus. Jesus said to me, he said "Simon, let me tell you something. When I was born. I was born the son of God. Do you know what it's like to be the son of GOD, Simon? How much pressure that puts on me? Dad always wants to know if I'm gonna follow in the family business, if I'm gonna have a job doing something for the environment, an entertainer. If I'm going to get a job at all. He just doesn't know how HARD it is to be me. there's so much to worry about when you're me, you wouldn't understand. But let me tell you It's hard Simon, it's hard. I'm so emo."

It was at this point, I recited to him my ballad of "Shutup Jesus, you emo"

He liked it, gave me $2. Busking is paying off.

And it ads up, you know? It all adds up, if you save it. And that's exactly what I did. I saved, I put that $2 in the bank right then and there, a deposit, says I, into my future. Soon, with interest, that $2 might become $2.50, or maybe even $2.60. Just like that bank account mum made for me when I was a baby. She put $50 in. And when I was 17, it had become $70, she wanted me to leave it 'till I was 18. Because, well, we wouldn't want to miss out on that $1 interest now, would we.

You know what else adds up? Calculators.
Good one Simon.

But seriously. Good things add up, good things ad up to make a great thing, and that's what last wednesday was, it was great. for three reasons. Allow me to list them for you in the order they came to me during the day -

1. After I got back from an easy day at work, I became Giumelli and started typing largly so that it looked as though I had written many pages. Wheras my word count was barely hitting the minimum requirement. Then I stopped being Giumelli, because he is the gay.

Really though, firstly, I booked my drivers test. It's taken me a fucking long time to book this, so bear with me when I say I am quite glad I've done something about it. I'm think I should pass. But probably won't, did you know it's about a 70% failure rate on the first test? Ludicrous!

2. I payed for my ticket to NZ. To see the woman I love, Jane. So I'm finally going! We (Luke, Lodge, and I) were going to wait until January-ish to go. But I couldn't wait that long, so I'm going early for 2 weeks. Although I still want to go in January, because that would be awesome, and would be for longer, and spanning both islands. Still, it's been finalised, and I'm going on Friday 15th. Well, 15 minutes into Friday, so pretty much Thursday night.

3. And to top all that off, We WON BASKETBALL. Doesn't mean much to you? Well it should, it really should. It's our first win of the season afterall. We haven't played too many times this season, already had one bye, and played two teams twice each. So not very diverse, really. ANd a season is only 6 months. Less, because it doesn't go for-oh look we one alright. Get over it.

And it was such an awesome win. We all played so well, I vote Savvo the man of the match for that game. Even though Jake got the winning score. And what a score! It was so good. We led the whole game, I got progression shots on Tims phone of the scoreboard. We were winning up until about 3 minutes left, when they equalised. Then we had the ball, and Jake went to drive it in, and got fouled! (I think, it might have happened some other way, but they fouled someone). Which meant their team had, 10 fouls I think it is for that half. And we got two free shots, with 20 seconds left. Jake took them. He had two shots, both teams on 23 points, there wasn't time for anyone to score after this. First shot up! Miss. Fuck, no worries, get the next one Jake, it's all good, just get the next one, and we win. Seconds shot up! Siren sounds.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! WE WON, MOTHER FUCKERS.
FUCKING LOVE YOU JAKE.
YES, FUCK YES.

Oh, we were so fucking pumped, it was the best win ever. And our first, to add to that.

So yeah. Good day.

Same time next week?

Oh SNAP.

You know what I decided? That I should post.