Random: Hey, are you that blogger, that does disorderly accounts of uni life?
Lachlan: Well, the title IS copyrighted, but I'll let you off this once
R:Anyway, I notice you haven't posted in a while, what have you been doing
L:Well, finishing assignments, attempting study, just trying to pass semester one uni, tis all.
R:You signed an agreement, dude.
L:HEY, I sign a lot of things, I didn't know they were going to put the photos into an art museum, I just thought they were going to deliver them to me like normal.
R:Huh?
L:What?
R:Did you..?
L: Che?
R: Nevermind, um, so, you going to POST ever again?
L: HELL YEAH! or otherwise someone from student services will hunt me down and do unspeakable things to my frontal lobe.
R: ouch.
L:EXACTLY, so I'm planning "Project Hinenburg"
R: WHAT? Your going to light a bunch of gas vapours and kill a bunch of people?
L: No, I'm just...
R: Building a new type of air ship, to invite people on, light a bunch of gas vapours and let people fall to there doom??
L: NO, I'm just planning on posting a lot of blogs during semester break?
R:Oh, so why are you calling it "Project Hinenburg" Why don't you just post a note on your blog saying "I'll be writing a buch of posts in a few weeks."
L:Cause I want it to be a suprise.
R:You know what, i'm just going to go ahead and hit you now.
L:AHA! YOU THINK YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON WHOSE TRIED TO HIT ME?? THAT'S WHY I WEAR THIS BULLET PROOF VEST! Um, you might want to get that hand looked at, I don't think it's suppose to bend like that....
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Sunday, May 25, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Bus stop etiqutte (no, I can't believe it's spelt that way either.) NOW SPEL CHEKED!
Greetings loyal reader! (Hey Sean. Sean? SEAN?? WHERE ARE YOU?? NO, NOT YOU AS WELL!!!!!)
ahem.
Anyway,
I had a shock on Tuesday. My car, wasn't where I thought I parked it, I just stared blankly at the empty space until I got hit by car coming down the road. (No, unfortunately it wasn't Christian. It was just someone who wanted the parking space.)It was at this moment that I realised that I'd come by bus. I'd come by bus most of semester. And will come by bus tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that. But not the day after that, cause that was yesterday which is Saturday. And I wouldn't be coming by bus today in five days time as it is Sunday. It wouldn't be until 6 days after today's tomorrow that I will be coming on Monday. Provided that nothing happens tonight (today.) that will be preventing me to go there tomorrow, in 6 days time.
Meanwhile, back at 5 days ago, today, I had realised that at the bus stop that there are routines and strict guidelines whilst waiting for the inevitable silver and green to come down to the stop. Unfortunately, today it would not be raining mountain dew, but today, I would make some notes that will inevitably, lead to a better Trasperth system.
Bus Stop Etiquette
When nearing South Street, your bus will appear from nowhere with a heard of cars long enough that even if you do a runner, you will miss it. Within about 1 minute, others will compound at the bus stop, it is impolite to attempt to communicate with them, in doing this will cause a giant rip in space/time causing all of the universe (including the bus stop) to be compacted into a blob of mass about the size and shape of a tennis ball, before rolling off into one of the side pockets, leaving only the cue ball on the table.
Seriously, if you're still reading after the confusing day thing, I will give you a moose.
Okay, NOW this blog has just gotten to stupid and you've stopped reading. Everybody gone? Okay then, let's continue
The only way you can acknowledge these people is with a glance no longer than 2 seconds. Any longer than this will cause weird stare back at you and you won't know what to do. These glances are not really necessary, it's just in case one of them does something exciting, like have an Spontaneously combust, Nobody will do any if you do spontaneously combust, it will just means that the other bus stop people will have one less person to look at.
To be polite as bus stops there is only one other things that needs to be done. The timetable check. Every three minutes, it is the norm to go over and look at the bus stop for the time the next bus stop will come, look at your watch, look at the bus stop again, look to where the bus will come from and then walk back to your original position, recommencing the looking at the random people who stand around at bus stops.
------two hours later------
Well, I wonder what I was on when I wrote that, anyway, it's time for Graffiti of the week, this week sent by another first year blogger, Kacy, who wins a pencil case for all those receipts, bent paper clips and little bits of grey stuff that always comes with pencil cases. HOORAY!! Next week's best submission will receive one of those plastic things that fits on the end of a hose.
"You shouldn't mess with the occult."
"I thought it was good for you"
"What?"
"Like for your digestive system"
"That's Yakult"
Because you can't mess with the Lactobacillus casei.
Anyway, my ranting is over for another week.
Yes I am perfectly aware this wasn't as funny as the timeline. email me ideas for graffiti, uni life and various other nonsense I can complain about in this blog at 30788034@student.murdoch.edu.au and you too can be a proud owner of something random I found in my dad's shed!
ahem.
Anyway,
I had a shock on Tuesday. My car, wasn't where I thought I parked it, I just stared blankly at the empty space until I got hit by car coming down the road. (No, unfortunately it wasn't Christian. It was just someone who wanted the parking space.)It was at this moment that I realised that I'd come by bus. I'd come by bus most of semester. And will come by bus tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that. But not the day after that, cause that was yesterday which is Saturday. And I wouldn't be coming by bus today in five days time as it is Sunday. It wouldn't be until 6 days after today's tomorrow that I will be coming on Monday. Provided that nothing happens tonight (today.) that will be preventing me to go there tomorrow, in 6 days time.
Meanwhile, back at 5 days ago, today, I had realised that at the bus stop that there are routines and strict guidelines whilst waiting for the inevitable silver and green to come down to the stop. Unfortunately, today it would not be raining mountain dew, but today, I would make some notes that will inevitably, lead to a better Trasperth system.
Bus Stop Etiquette
When nearing South Street, your bus will appear from nowhere with a heard of cars long enough that even if you do a runner, you will miss it. Within about 1 minute, others will compound at the bus stop, it is impolite to attempt to communicate with them, in doing this will cause a giant rip in space/time causing all of the universe (including the bus stop) to be compacted into a blob of mass about the size and shape of a tennis ball, before rolling off into one of the side pockets, leaving only the cue ball on the table.
Seriously, if you're still reading after the confusing day thing, I will give you a moose.
Okay, NOW this blog has just gotten to stupid and you've stopped reading. Everybody gone? Okay then, let's continue
The only way you can acknowledge these people is with a glance no longer than 2 seconds. Any longer than this will cause weird stare back at you and you won't know what to do. These glances are not really necessary, it's just in case one of them does something exciting, like have an Spontaneously combust, Nobody will do any if you do spontaneously combust, it will just means that the other bus stop people will have one less person to look at.
To be polite as bus stops there is only one other things that needs to be done. The timetable check. Every three minutes, it is the norm to go over and look at the bus stop for the time the next bus stop will come, look at your watch, look at the bus stop again, look to where the bus will come from and then walk back to your original position, recommencing the looking at the random people who stand around at bus stops.
------two hours later------
Well, I wonder what I was on when I wrote that, anyway, it's time for Graffiti of the week, this week sent by another first year blogger, Kacy, who wins a pencil case for all those receipts, bent paper clips and little bits of grey stuff that always comes with pencil cases. HOORAY!! Next week's best submission will receive one of those plastic things that fits on the end of a hose.
"You shouldn't mess with the occult."
"I thought it was good for you"
"What?"
"Like for your digestive system"
"That's Yakult"
Because you can't mess with the Lactobacillus casei.
Anyway, my ranting is over for another week.
Yes I am perfectly aware this wasn't as funny as the timeline. email me ideas for graffiti, uni life and various other nonsense I can complain about in this blog at 30788034@student.murdoch.edu.au and you too can be a proud owner of something random I found in my dad's shed!
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