Racist confessions but not the confessions of a racist

I’ve finished painting my collection and now I’m back on the blog.
Thanks for your patience, whoever’s reading.
 
I choose check-out lines in the supermarket depending on the nationality of the person serving.
Every time I flag down a taxi I hope that the driver speaks “Australian”English.
I only start conversation with taxi drivers that speak “Australian”English.
I hold my [...]

reducing regret

When an ex gets added to my list, I trawl through their pictures and hope they’ve gotten fat and ugly so I don’t regret breaking up with them. If they look as good/or better than I remember them then I find the ugliest pic of them and burn that image into my mind as some [...]

Feliz Navidad

Merry Christmas guys and hope you have a great NYE party and/or NYD.
Obviously I haven’t posted in a while but due to obvious reasons. Lots of parties, lots of eating, no motivation.
Be safe over the holidays and I will see you all in 2009.
 
 
 

black tie event

I enjoy attending formal events, drinking too much and making a mess of myself. This includes wedding receptions, galas, award ceremonies, business lunches, religious gatherings and dinner with the family(s)

You burn the calories, I’ll consume them

I purposely eat fast food where the joggers run past.  

Go Harvey, Go Harvey Norman, Go!

I destroy the system files and registry on demonstration computers in retail stores. Macs aren’t safe either >=D 

Taxi Driver Conversations

Conversation One
Ben : so what time do you finish?
White Taxi Driver : 3am
Ben : that’s not too bad (thinking that 3am and 3pm are the start and finishing times of ALL Sydney taxi drivers)
WTD : Yeah
Ben : *pretends to text message someone*
Conversation Two
Indian Taxi Driver : How are you today, sir?
Ben : I’ll give you [...]

Confessions #4

I purposely leave the sauna on so the next person to get in has to deal with 100 degrees worth of heat >=D 

You can only agree

I will watch the Miss Universe pageant to decide which countries I go to on my next overseas holiday.

The Office on Elizabeth

6pm on Friday. I’m sitting on my lounge ready to get stuck into some work for a client in Sydney. I had my Thai fisherman pants on and had just finished cooking my dinner. I’ve made myself comfortable and then, the phone rings. It’s John and he’s in town doing some shopping for suits. I [...]

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