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DnB Fort Lauderdale

It was a bit weird to hear that Traffic, the premier place for Drum and Bass in Adelaide, had closed its doors recently. The big memory I have from there is when I saw DJ Marky and Stamina MC play and that was simply *awesome*. However, that and maybe a couple of other performances aside, one thing I had against the place was that there was way, way too much cigarette smoke inside. I was constantly in search of some nice clean air or some decent ventilation. It sort of sucked like that.

Anyway I was out at Karma lounge here in Fort Lauderdale a couple of weeks ago on a Wednesday night which is when they play DnB. I snapped this pic of the name of their DnB night:

Any of you guys over in Oz (u no who u r) wanna come check out this Traffic? Free accommodation and transport * will be provided 🙂

* By transport I don’t mean the flight over, hehe.

End to a great weekend!

If you classify not doing anything as being great, then yes, this weekend was great. I read some books, surfed the net, read some books, slept, listened to music, slept, read, slept, played some music, slept, read.

Ok, I sort of lie. Today I did venture outside because my face was looking relatively normal again. It just looked like I had a lipstick malfunction (I’d believe this too if I did actually wear lipstick. Not in this lifetime.) I played a game of Tennis today because it was too much of a nice day not to. I think Javi, who I played against, may have felt sorry for me as he let me win by a 6-0 6-1 6-1 margin :-p Thanks Javi!

I exhausted my supplies of OJ, milk, bread and cereal last night. Earlier today I still did not want to venture outside to be seen in the general public so I just drank water and ate whatever I could find.

God damn this is the most boring post ever! I feel bored just writing it. I guess I just had to update that I’m still alive and I survived my weekend of nothingness without too much pain.

P.S. I don’t know if this happens to anyone else, but it’s been happening to me recently. Something has toggled my doomsday switch. I’m imagining doomsday scenarios that just pop out of nowhere. I see planes flying in the sky and then my mind plays a doomsday scenario where the plane crashes where I’m standing. I think about astronomy and then my mind plays a doomsday scenario where an asteriod hits Florida. Weird stuff – and I think I just made this post not so boring anymore!

Rock star no more…

I have to say that for the past couple of weeks I have been living like a rock star would… well, sortof. There hasn’t really been a night out where I’ve gotten home before 7am. Awesome. I had more of the same planned for this weekend until I woke up Thursday morning and noticed… a cold sore. I was left thinking “where the f$8k did that come from?” I can’t remember the last time I had one. If anything it would have been in primary school I’m guessing. That’s even if I actually have had one. I had to leave work early Thursday because I had a heck of a fever. Had my lifestyle finally caught up with me? Were the gods trying to strike me down? At any rate, there is no way I’m going out in public. Not at all. I’m not going to leave my apartment. I have enough supplies to last me until Monday at least. I’ve got a few books in storage to read so that will see me through ok.

I hope y’all have an awesome, excellent, totally bodacious and most triumphant weekend.

P.S. Don’t know if many people have heard the song, but Rammstein’s song “Mutter” has a part where the lead singer sounds like Timmy from South Park when he says “Mutter? Mutter?? Mutter! Mutter!!!”. It’s crack-a-licious.

Still at work

It’s nearly midnight and I’m still at work. No! Hold on, back up. I’m *back* at work. I’ve already been out for a couple of drinks tonight and I had to come back and get some stuff done before tomorrow morning. The problem is, I’m finding nearly everything and anything is distracting me at the moment. Plus, I’m still listening to Rammstein from Valentine’s day. It’s pretty difficult to head-bang and code at the same time, ya know?