13/07/08 @ 20:48On Friday after work, I met up with Michael L, Bob, G, Malay and some other people for poker. G brought his colleage, who seemed to fit in a little too well. I quite like the guy, but I just felt that he acted like he had known us for the last 20 years or something. Like, when you meet new people, there's always this invisible line you can never cross with them no matter how chummy you may appear to be. This guy started bagging us like we do to eachother, but it's ok when we do it to eachother cause we've all known eachother since high school.
Bob brought two other girls who Malay knew as well. As Bob and I went back to his place to get the poker set, he told me that one of them liked Malay. That was soooooooo obvious during poker. At first she would kinda only talk to him exclusively, but then later on she was clinging to him and leaning on him. I don't know if Malay likes her back, but I'd feel sorry for her cause it looked like she was trying so hard.
The first game went for ages, and when it finished I was happy because I thought it was the end, but Bob and Michael L wanted to continue. The second game went quickly, and Malay, the two girls, G and his work mate left.
We waited around for Ele and Tracy because they called and said they were coming after having been to a friend's farewell. They arrived in about half an hour, and Michael L was so tired that he went elsewhere to sleep, so the game was just Bob, Ele, Tracy and me.
Call me paranoid but I think Ele was looking at me a lot. For most of the night, she had her head resting in one hand, elbow leaning onto the table, and kept looking at me. But then again, she was a bit tipsy, so maybe that explains it.
I got a lot of attention from them, mainly stemming from them wanting to know my star sign and me not wanting to tell them. For the rest of the night they kept asking me and bugging me about it, but I just wanted to create a little mystery so I didn't tell them.
After the game Bob drove all of us home. Ele apparently lives pretty close to me, like a walking distance away.
After dropping them off, Bob told me he fancied Ele. It posed a little bit of a conundrum for me- I just got the feeling that she was a little bit more interested in me than him (or at least, not interested in him) and throughout the night I thought she was ok looking (she has nice eyes) so there was at least some potential there, but here was my good friend telling me he liked her.
I tried to help by asking if he saw any signals that she may have given off to indicate an interest in him, and he said he did (maybe all guys just think like that, including me).
I suppose if it came down to it, I'd step aside, since I don't want to ruin my friendship with Bob, and I know he can be a very evil and cunning person when he wants to be.
But the other issue is, what if she rejects him? Is it ok for me to go after her? I guess I'm thinking too far down the line.
On Saturday I woke up with a huge headache, because of how late I got home from poker the night before. I had planned to do some training but the headache was just too much. I ended up spending most of the day at the casino where I won back most of the money I lost the previous Friday. I think I won $500 and I lost $700 the Friday before.
I then went to shop a little bit, buying a blue shirt because the one I have now has totally faded. I also bought The Eye, as well as three volumes of Seinfeld. They were selling it for $33 per volume and it was buy two get one free! I remember how it used to be like $60 per volume so I didn't want to miss out on this opportunity.
I went home and watched The Eye. It was an alright movie, I don't know why people are saying it was crap. I think Jessica Alba should do more movies like this instead of stupid movies like Good Luck Chuck and The Love Guru (see below). I think it was the first ghost movie I've seen with a happy ending.
I had a little nap which got rid of the headache, and then I met up with Bob and Malay to watch The Love Guru. I bought a medium popcorn and coke, which was up-sized to large at the suggestion of the guy serving me, and then he had the audacity to suggest a Choc-a-top as well! I mean, as if this didn't have enough fat already, he wanted to kill me with ice-cream!
I know this movie got a lot of bad reviews, but I thought it was ok. It was cheap laughs- not a movie you'd buy or watch twice, but it was good to just sit with friends and watch. Jessica Alba is so hot, no matter what she wears.
Although I liked her corporate look a lot.
After the movie Bob dropped Malay off first, and as he was driving me home we talked about Ele. He said he was planning to ask her out, but wanted me to sort of chase Tracy so it would look like some sort of match. I told him I wasn't going to do it. He said that after that night when we dropped her off, we should've asked to go inside her place. I told him it was a bit sleazy, and he agreed.
As he was slowing down his car near my place, there was a chick standing on the road, not getting out of the way
despite Bob's car slowly approaching. Bob joked "is this your chick?" and I laughed as I got out. The girl saw me smiling and asked "what are you so happy about?"
Weird people roam the streets late at night.
I went to the casino and won about $300 I think.
Today, I went to the casino where I won $500. I went to look for some bball jerseys to train in at the store where library guy and V gave me the gift card, but they didn't have it. I went to buy a tie, and bought three more volumes of Seinfield.
I went home, got changed and then headed out to bball.
Rono had to help us out because we didn't have enough since Dunnycan had to do some other stuff. We got smashed, mainly because one guy on the other team hit like eight threes or something. I didn't score in the first half, but managed nine points in the second, although I was like 1/6 from three point range.
I like Marco so much I can't even put it into words. He plays so unselfishly yet still manages to get his own points. There was a point where he drove, and got pummelled to the ground. Don't forget, he's only 17 and he's playing in a men's division.
There was a point where I faked a guy up into the air (btw, why do people bother blocking my threes? Obviously I wasn't hitting them that day), dribbled to my left and hit a jumper. Another guy said "nice move".
WTF? You can't say that! You can't be nice! I have to hate you! I can't hate you if you're nice!
After the game Fat Pat told me he might not continue playing if it was just going to be like this (not having enough players). I was a little disappointed that Fat Pat has decided to give up. I need to do everything possible to keep this team going.
11/07/08 @ 16:00After work yesterday I went to the city for a YL meeting. As I was walking there, Wruth called out to me from across the street and we started talking. We later met Dan at the entrance of the club and we all walked upstairs where we chatted for a while before Kate arrived. It turned out to be just the four of us with everyone else cancelling at the last minute. We talked about updating the guide, but there was a lot of gossip as well. Like Dan said to "watch out" for that little brunette girl from LA who I see sometimes around court. I could tell she was the killer smiling assassin type who smiles cunningly as she climbed up the corporate ladder. Wruth asked why and Dan just said "I've seen things you haven't seen".
Later on Dan was talking about resiging as the chair, and then they talked about who would be the next chair, or rather, who would want to be the next chair. This lead to a conversation about what position everyone was trying to get to within the committee, and I remained silent throughout until Dan posed a very blunt question to me: "What about you? You must be after something".
I
'must' be after something?
Ummm...no, not really, I'm just here because I wanna update the guide so I can have my name in it, and I wanna have some friends who are in my line of work.
I told him I didn't want the responsibility that a position would entail.
I left before the meeting finished as I had to go home to change for bball. On the bus, I spoke to Yoj and continued doing so until I was at the bottom of my house where I stood for about 20 minutes talking to her until my battery died. She was just whinging about Nom. I seriously don't think she could ever expect Nom to be like that. In Yoj's world, everyone is happy go lucky. Now she's seen the devil and she's horrified.
Last week Paul called our loss "the worst loss ever". I strongly disagreed.
Last night was our worst loss ever.
We were playing that team with the old man, who I was pointed out was their obvious weakness. Easy win right?
Everyone started off cold, mainly because of the temperature and no one had enough time to warm up. We only had five, because Geoff was sick, Paul was injured and Fab...well he just didn't show up.
I took advatnage of Geoff's absence and kicked it into Rono many times early on, but he failed to convert on a lot of occasions. I later decided it wasn't working so I started to pass it to Fat Pat more but he's obviously still very injured so his shot was off.
I missed a fastbreak lay-up early on after a steal, and then later hit a jump shot, but that was my only basket of the game. I actually haven't done that for a while- most of my points lately have been spot up jumpers, I just don't have the athleticism anymore to dribble everywhere and launch. But I feel like I'm getting some mobility back.
I was being a bit of a smart ass when taking the ball up- I would get by the defender and then just dribble and dance in front of him whilst keeping the ball just out of his reach, and then I would take off and leave him in the dust after I had my fun.
Or so I thought. He snuck up on me many times and stole the ball that bastard. Ah it was my fault for trying shit. I even admitted it during halftime: "sorry guys, I'll stop fucking around now".
We were down ten at halftime.
But it didn't work. It just seemed like they had so much more energy than us. We couldn't do the simple things- Mike missed a wide open lay up, got his own rebound, then missed again. Then there was the time when I was taking the ball up, looked at him for a few long moments, passed it to him as ordinarily as I could, only to watch him fumble with it and let it go out of bounds.
I gave him one of those Kobe "you've let me down again son" looks as we trotted back on D.
We ended up losing by 20.
I didn't realise this until after the game, but query whether my earlier gym session had affected my shot. I didn't think it would, since I thought it would be enough time for the fatigue to wear off (unlike that time A and I went to shoot straight away after gym when our arms were so tired we looked like high school girls trying to shoot hoops). But then I remembered that ALL my shots fell short. Like, if you miss, you normally miss a variety of ways- too short, too long, off to the right, off to the left, too hard, too soft etc. But my shots were all falling short. It usually means your legs are tired or your arms are tired (or both).
Fat Pat, Mike and I stayed to watch the next game and chatted away. It's funny how Mike has an excuse for everything, from missing shots to not catching the ball.
Man this is our worst season ever. If this was the NBA someone would either get fired or traded. It'd probably be me, cause it'd be like "you've had x years to lead the team and you haven't taken them anywhere".
Because of the lateness of last night's game, I woke up late today and arrived at court at 9:30. It didn't really matter since we didn't have court anyway. I just spent the day helping out GS and sorting out material on CDs.
At lunchtime I went to buy a cup of corn (I know, corn! How cool is that?) from a store I've noticed lately with a really hot chick working there. Of course, she was the main reason I wanted to check the place out. Apparently it's just corn and you can get different flavours, like chicken salt, chilli and stuff. Not a bad idea, but I wonder how long they're gonna last.
I really need to eat healthy now. Eating junk food would pretty much mean it's wasting my gym money. I am so sore right now, but I know it's only going to be worse tomorrow.
10/7/08 @ 8:14amYesterday I went for a one mile jog. I attended the court of crim appeal again as it didn't finish the other day. It didn't go for long. I sat next to DC. He's the type who just can't sit still, be quiet and listen. I can't believe what he did.
[Brunette secret agent walks in]
DC: 99.
Me: What?
DC: 99. You know, Agent 99 and Agent 86.
LOL!
And the thing was he half said it to me and half said it to her. At first I thought he knew her but she just kinda stared back blankly at him.
After court I went back to Parra where I spent the rest of the day working with GS.
After work I went to sign up with the gym. I haggled until I reduced the joining fee and got a free week. The reason I did that was because I know sometimes they have promotions where they waive the joining fee, so it's obviously something they're willing to dispense with. What the hell is that anyway? It's just some label they give as an excuse to get more money out of you.
I headed out to the city and went to the library to do some work before going home.
I left home at about 6:20am today and went to the gym. As I was lifting weights in front of the mirror, I realised my body looked like that of an old Michael Jordan- someone who used to be very fit but general office work had meant a steady diet of fatty foods. I'm gonna be so sore for the next few days. The thing I loved about my old gym was that they had this sit-up equipment I really liked, which I haven't seen anywhere else. Nowadays it's all this machinery trying to make it easier for lazy people.
8/07/08 @ 21:53I saw Michael L on the bus today. He looked really, really bad. He said he was tired from the ski trip on the weekend, but I mean, you can at least trim your nose hair sticking two centimetres out from your nose. I actually don't think he's the ugly duckling that people see him as. I think he just needs to tidy up a bit, and be a bit less boring. I swear I had to keep the conversation going throughout the whole trip. If you didn't know it, you wouldn't think we played poker together every week.
I was at the court of crim appeal today for our case. It was really just one barista arguing for the rest of us, but I thought it'd be interesting to see it. Must be intimidating to argue in front of three judges. Although one of them looked bored and never said a word. I wonder how much he gets paid to do that.
I looked over at DC and AD chatting together. I swear you could make money by having them commentate on court cases, no matter how boring it is. They're the type who can make fun out of anything. Sometimes I wish I could have their type of attitude.
During a break I had to go buy a pair of pants due to a little accident I had in the toilets. I just needed a pair of black pants. That's the good thing about wearing black I suppose- it's easy to replace. Whereas if I was wearing a striped one, people would've been like 'did you just change your pants during the break?'
It turned out to be a lot cheaper than I thought. Maybe Myers isn't such a bad place to shop after all.
I finished watching at 1pm. On the way out I bumped into Jeanie, we chatted a bit and exchanged numbers. Turns out she works at Parra as well, so we might do lunch some time. I had Macca's for lunch before going back to Parra, only to find out that GS had left about an hour ago. So I stayed and did a bit of work before going home
7/7/08 @ 10:30pmGot to court at 9:15 today. I got my access card, so woooooooooooooooo! Now I can enter and exit the office without knocking on the bloody door all the time, which I'm sure annoys GS. Now I just need my security check approved so I can get my photo on it to allow me to take my laptop and phone into court.
I went to the bank during lunch to cancel any further payments to my old internet provider. I was meant to do it ages ago when my dad got me broadband, but I never got around to it, and as a result I have been paying $20 per month for nothing, as I don't use that internet service anymore. The chick who helped me was quite nice, only to realise her motive was so she could see if I needed a loan or not. But one question she asked expose me as a person: what are your goals?
I ummmm...don't really have any.
When I bought my new tie yesterday I saw the little tag attached to it which said 'stain resistant'.
Pffff...what the hell is that supposed to mean?
Well I found out how genuine that claim was today when I spilled some sauce onto my tie. I thought it was going to be completely ruined but all I had to do was wipe it off with a tissue and it looked as good as new. You couldn't see any sort of a stain on it AT ALL. Wow. Now that's stain resistant.
I finished work at about 4:10pm, then went to watch Kung Fu Panda. You know I was about to get this Panda as our logo on our jersey? But Dunnycan opposed so I thought that was the end of that, until Fat Pat and Fab both showed their support for my idea AFTER the jerseys were ordered. Fark.
Anyway, it was a pretty good movie. Because it was a kids' movie, I didn't have too much expectations but it was quite funny. I kept trying to picture how hot Angelina Jolie would be each time I heard her voice. My preference would've been to see all six of them fight the bad guy at once, but it was good nonetheless.
I bumped into Gurang on the bus again on the way home. I was on my way to meet Malay to get some paperwork off him about his court matter. When I got off the bus I deliberately slowed down so Gurang wouldn't see me meeting Malay.
To be honest, I felt that last night, Ele only really started talking to me after Tracy told her I was a lawyer. The whole night kinda felt like a comparison match where she would see what everyone worked as and then she'd label them accordingly. I don't know why, but I just don't like people like that.
Do you remember that Kevin Johnson ad ageeeeees ago about the 24 second shot clock where he says stuff like "you think I'm going to dunk" or "you think I'm going right" or "you think I'm going to pass" and then he finishes it off with "you think too much".
Well I think I think too much. I look way too far ahead. I mean, you met Taalitha ONCE and you're beginning to have a crush on her, how can that be? Just manage your expectations damnit. Maybe that's what is so unappealing about you. I know MJ is the same and I find it a turnoff.