00:05 - Rudely awoken by Spuffs house mate Mark to enquire whether I'd like to join him for a birthday shot of Jagermeister in the Kitchen. I declined. I did however discover I had fallen asleep on the rather comfortable shag pile rug in the lounge. To save any future spinal problems I relocated to the marginally less crippling sofa.
04:15 - Woken up again. This time by Spuffs German girlfriend going to work. I don't know what she does for a living, but given the ridiculously unsociable start time I'd hazard a guess at milkman.
07:30 - It was Rory's go this time. He was off to work as well, he's landed himself some weekend overtime digging trenches. Some people get all the fun.
08:15 - Woke up and had 4 Australian whole wheat biscuits (Cheap Wheat-a-Bix) and a cup of tea.
08:30 - Had a shower and a shave. Decided to leave a comedy moustache as its my birthday.
09:15 - Still nobody awake. I have taken it upon myself to do the housework, Mother would be proud. The place is looking immaculate, I've even washed the floor. Its now so clean you could eat your tea of it and unless Spuff buys some plates before the big bash tonight, people will be.
9:40 - Still nobody awake so I've put some music on just loud enough to wake them, but not loud enough for my devious plan to be uncovered.
10:15 - Spuffer woke and came to wish me a Happy Birthday in a distinct lack of clothing. I suppose it is his house. He needs to apply for his second working Visa so I decided to go to the Library with him. Just waiting for my wet jeans to finish in the tumble dryer.
10:17 - Shaved off moustache as it looked ridiculous and Spuff said I look like a paedophile.
10:25 - Spuff has grown impatient so had to leave the house in warm, damp denim. Not exactly ideal clothing for this climate. Got the number 35 free tourist tram across Melbourne. I get this tram everyday and can now recite the tour guides script off by heart, its rather repetitive.
11:00 - Arrived in the library, commenced Ebay listing for the new Fruitskin business enterprise and started hunting for new jobs, just incase. Damp Jeans are starting to chafe. Applied for job on the number 35 tourist tram as a guide. I know the script, between stop 72 and Flinders station, so well that I must stand a reasonable chance.
11:35 - Got a little distracted by an article on Pandas that prefer artificial sweetener to actual sugar. Fascinating.
12:00 - Discovered Spuff's girlfriend works on the market selling farmhouse food products. Who shops at markets before the sunrise?
12:35 - Left the library as Spuff decided he was going to buy me birthday lunch. We found a quaint little sandwich bar and I got a chicken, sundried tomato and avocado focaccia. He didn't look so keen to treat me when the bill came and my sandwich cost $8 (£4).
13:00 - Decided to go shopping on the way home. Spuff got a pair of new shoes which were on offer and I got tempted into the Levis store. Part market Reaserch, part birthday treat, part because the chafing was becoming unbearable. Got a new pair of 501's which were dead cheap for $50 (£25). The lady who served me, made conversation by asking what I was up to this weekend. I said I was job hunting so she offered me a job. I have an interview Monday. Think of the inside info I can get for Fruitskin's Laundry working in a Levis store. Better keep my side project on the low down, don't want to get sacked before I even start.
13:55 - Popped into the supermarket to get some food and drink for the party. Got a good little collection of nibbles together including cocktail sausages, peanuts and a host of beverages.
14:27 - Realised it was a terrible idea to buy copious amounts of shopping after walking around 200 yards away from the super market with 5 bags in each hand. Its a good mile back to the apartment.
14:28 - Forgot party plates so had to run back and get them. Good job I changed into the new Levis before leaving the shop. The embarrassment of having to ask for a bag for my wet jeans is now entirely justified.
14:55 - Got back to the apartment and had a kick about on the balcony until Mark kicked the ball over the wall and it fell 12 stories into a busy street. He is lucky not to have seriously injured anybody.
15:20 - Popped down to the Gym. Jogged, cycled and rowed a total of 11 miles. Which happens to be the approximate distance from Wymondham to Norwich city centre.
16:30 - Had my second shower of the day.
17:15 - Prepared the punch for the party in a big yellow bucket: 1 bottle of Vodka, 1 box of cheap wine, 2 cartons of orange juice, 8 litres of tropical squash and 1 tray of Ice cubes.
18:00 - Walked into town to find an Internet source so I could skype the parents. A total waste of $4 as they weren't at home. Instead I put the pre-purchased Internet time to practical use and updated my Antivirus software.
18:35 - Got a phone call from England. It was mortgage expert and old school friend, Ryan Border calling to wish me a happy birthday. I got all confused when he rang as I was attempting to top up my phone credit and purchase a Mediterranean pasta sauce simultaneously. Had to put Rory on the phone and concentrate on one problem at a time.
18:36 - Topped up phone credit and spoke to Ryan. I made him aware of the 9 hour time difference and he gave me a quick update on Wymondham. Doesn't seem to have changed much.
19:25 - Got home and tasted the punch. Even if I say so myself, it was a wonderful concoction. Rory made tea, tuna and cheese pasta bake. I grew impatient and too hungry to wait for the "bake" so I just had tuna and cheese pasta.
20:15 - Guests started to arrive and enjoy the collection of miniature foods on sticks. People I don't know keep hugging me because its my birthday. Bit of a strange custom, especially when they are overweight men with beards.
20:45 - Used the word "samesies" in a conversation with a reasonably attractive female. With that kind of vocabulary and my up-to-date virus definitions, God knows how I'm still single.
21:00 - Discovered Rory had never heard of the Pied Piper so filled him in in on all the details.
21:25 - Attempted to decipher the ramblings of a drunken Irishman. He was either talking about X-men or X-rays and either liked comics or worked at the hospital. For the sake of humanity I hope its not the latter.
21:50 - Penciled in a Meerkat manor marathon for tomorrow. Back to back episodes of Rory's favourite day time television program.
22:25 - Watched a Swedish man throw a golf ball into the river from the balcony. Quite what he was trying to achieve from this I don't know. I certainly wasn't impressed and it was a waste of a perfectly good golf ball.
22:40 - Had a discussion on various global education systems. In Denmark you have to go to school until your 21 and don't finish university until your 25.
23:00 - Somebody spilt a cup of punch on the shag pile rug. Definitely no sleeping on the floor for me tonight.
23:45 - Saw the Swedish man chatting to the reasonably attractive girl. Couldn't find any more golf balls.
24:00 - End of Birthday and end of party.
04:15 - Woken up again. This time by Spuffs German girlfriend going to work. I don't know what she does for a living, but given the ridiculously unsociable start time I'd hazard a guess at milkman.
07:30 - It was Rory's go this time. He was off to work as well, he's landed himself some weekend overtime digging trenches. Some people get all the fun.
08:15 - Woke up and had 4 Australian whole wheat biscuits (Cheap Wheat-a-Bix) and a cup of tea.
08:30 - Had a shower and a shave. Decided to leave a comedy moustache as its my birthday.
09:15 - Still nobody awake. I have taken it upon myself to do the housework, Mother would be proud. The place is looking immaculate, I've even washed the floor. Its now so clean you could eat your tea of it and unless Spuff buys some plates before the big bash tonight, people will be.
9:40 - Still nobody awake so I've put some music on just loud enough to wake them, but not loud enough for my devious plan to be uncovered.
10:15 - Spuffer woke and came to wish me a Happy Birthday in a distinct lack of clothing. I suppose it is his house. He needs to apply for his second working Visa so I decided to go to the Library with him. Just waiting for my wet jeans to finish in the tumble dryer.
10:17 - Shaved off moustache as it looked ridiculous and Spuff said I look like a paedophile.
10:25 - Spuff has grown impatient so had to leave the house in warm, damp denim. Not exactly ideal clothing for this climate. Got the number 35 free tourist tram across Melbourne. I get this tram everyday and can now recite the tour guides script off by heart, its rather repetitive.
11:00 - Arrived in the library, commenced Ebay listing for the new Fruitskin business enterprise and started hunting for new jobs, just incase. Damp Jeans are starting to chafe. Applied for job on the number 35 tourist tram as a guide. I know the script, between stop 72 and Flinders station, so well that I must stand a reasonable chance.
11:35 - Got a little distracted by an article on Pandas that prefer artificial sweetener to actual sugar. Fascinating.
12:00 - Discovered Spuff's girlfriend works on the market selling farmhouse food products. Who shops at markets before the sunrise?
12:35 - Left the library as Spuff decided he was going to buy me birthday lunch. We found a quaint little sandwich bar and I got a chicken, sundried tomato and avocado focaccia. He didn't look so keen to treat me when the bill came and my sandwich cost $8 (£4).
13:00 - Decided to go shopping on the way home. Spuff got a pair of new shoes which were on offer and I got tempted into the Levis store. Part market Reaserch, part birthday treat, part because the chafing was becoming unbearable. Got a new pair of 501's which were dead cheap for $50 (£25). The lady who served me, made conversation by asking what I was up to this weekend. I said I was job hunting so she offered me a job. I have an interview Monday. Think of the inside info I can get for Fruitskin's Laundry working in a Levis store. Better keep my side project on the low down, don't want to get sacked before I even start.
13:55 - Popped into the supermarket to get some food and drink for the party. Got a good little collection of nibbles together including cocktail sausages, peanuts and a host of beverages.
14:27 - Realised it was a terrible idea to buy copious amounts of shopping after walking around 200 yards away from the super market with 5 bags in each hand. Its a good mile back to the apartment.
14:28 - Forgot party plates so had to run back and get them. Good job I changed into the new Levis before leaving the shop. The embarrassment of having to ask for a bag for my wet jeans is now entirely justified.
14:55 - Got back to the apartment and had a kick about on the balcony until Mark kicked the ball over the wall and it fell 12 stories into a busy street. He is lucky not to have seriously injured anybody.
15:20 - Popped down to the Gym. Jogged, cycled and rowed a total of 11 miles. Which happens to be the approximate distance from Wymondham to Norwich city centre.
16:30 - Had my second shower of the day.
17:15 - Prepared the punch for the party in a big yellow bucket: 1 bottle of Vodka, 1 box of cheap wine, 2 cartons of orange juice, 8 litres of tropical squash and 1 tray of Ice cubes.
18:00 - Walked into town to find an Internet source so I could skype the parents. A total waste of $4 as they weren't at home. Instead I put the pre-purchased Internet time to practical use and updated my Antivirus software.
18:35 - Got a phone call from England. It was mortgage expert and old school friend, Ryan Border calling to wish me a happy birthday. I got all confused when he rang as I was attempting to top up my phone credit and purchase a Mediterranean pasta sauce simultaneously. Had to put Rory on the phone and concentrate on one problem at a time.
18:36 - Topped up phone credit and spoke to Ryan. I made him aware of the 9 hour time difference and he gave me a quick update on Wymondham. Doesn't seem to have changed much.
19:25 - Got home and tasted the punch. Even if I say so myself, it was a wonderful concoction. Rory made tea, tuna and cheese pasta bake. I grew impatient and too hungry to wait for the "bake" so I just had tuna and cheese pasta.
20:15 - Guests started to arrive and enjoy the collection of miniature foods on sticks. People I don't know keep hugging me because its my birthday. Bit of a strange custom, especially when they are overweight men with beards.
20:45 - Used the word "samesies" in a conversation with a reasonably attractive female. With that kind of vocabulary and my up-to-date virus definitions, God knows how I'm still single.
21:00 - Discovered Rory had never heard of the Pied Piper so filled him in in on all the details.
21:25 - Attempted to decipher the ramblings of a drunken Irishman. He was either talking about X-men or X-rays and either liked comics or worked at the hospital. For the sake of humanity I hope its not the latter.
21:50 - Penciled in a Meerkat manor marathon for tomorrow. Back to back episodes of Rory's favourite day time television program.
22:25 - Watched a Swedish man throw a golf ball into the river from the balcony. Quite what he was trying to achieve from this I don't know. I certainly wasn't impressed and it was a waste of a perfectly good golf ball.
22:40 - Had a discussion on various global education systems. In Denmark you have to go to school until your 21 and don't finish university until your 25.
23:00 - Somebody spilt a cup of punch on the shag pile rug. Definitely no sleeping on the floor for me tonight.
23:45 - Saw the Swedish man chatting to the reasonably attractive girl. Couldn't find any more golf balls.
24:00 - End of Birthday and end of party.
