Holy Orange Jesus!

Today was Dani’s birthday dinner. And as bad a mood as I am in now (being completely irrelevant to Dani and her birthday), I think I will do my best to write about it cheerfully.

So I was a few minutes late, but I met Dani at Flinders Station. She was wearing a hat from Beth, so even though Beth couldn’t come down, she was there in headwear.

I re-met Theresa, and met Corey. And Mel was there, and her hair was green. It was no longer red.

Holy shit, Mel is Ramona.

Dani really liked the present I put together, which is really just a bunch of small nothings that’s more memories than anything. But she liked it, and that’s what was important.

After a quick coffee charge at DeGraves, we set out to Windsor, where Mel and Dani know some good Op Shops. And so, as shopping with Dani usually entails, a car crash of musty books and soft shirts and doorways and curtain change-rooms dominates my memory.

I found a really cute toy of two dinosaurs with their necks entwined, and I got it for Jen for her own personal reasons. It was the only thing I bought today but I was pretty damn happy with it.

We went into a pet store, and there was this kitten with a patch on its chin. I called him Shannon Noll. Shannon was cute. It winked at me.

We went to Grill’d for lunch, and I didn’t want to spend too much money, plus I couldn’t finish an entire Grill’d burger. So I bought the Kids Meal (and the checkout chick was nice enough to let me get it), which came with this cute as mini burger, the yummy chips, A FRUIT JUICE BOX, AND A COLORING PAGE.

I colored a blue cow. It was great.

We also went to a bunch of comic book stores in Windsor, and then later on to Minotaur which is on Elizabeth Street. I have never really been into a comic book store before, and the place is bloody awesome. I think I might be going to them more often, just for fun merchandise. I really wanted to walk into the comic book store with a musical t-shirt like Koothrapali on TBBT. I would link you to the video but my net is capped (with 10 days to go, I am screwed).

Corey is a huge comic fan – he and Mel had a discussion over who is more powerful, Dr. Manhattan from Watchmen, or Peter Petrelli from Heroes. Seeing as Peter Petrelli can absorb any super power near him, and has since learned to keep those powers, he would therefore have Dr Manhattan’s power and more. BUT, Dr Manhattan’s power isn’t really a power, it’s more derived from the fact that his body is pure energy. Is it possible for Peter to absorb the power and stay human? Because where would his powers come from, if his body is human?

We went back to the city, passing MacRob on the tram (naw), and after Corey satisfied his craving for Churros, we went to Red Silks (where else. Honestly, we go there too much).

Anyway, that’s roughly where the day went sour, because mom made me go home early. As in, I was halfway through dinner and she called me to leave. I couldn’t even stay for cake, much less Galactic Circus later on. It’s not even that I wanted to have some fun (even though I did, because I hadn’t been able to go out for the entire past week), but I RARELY get to see Dani these days, and the people at the dinner aren’t exactly daily meet-ups either, except for Mai.

So, I am home now.

Still, good day.

Alex.

P.S., the title is derived from the fact that Dani somehow misread my handwriting in the card as “Jesus” instead of “juice”.

“Look at the baby on that nose!”

I don’t really know exactly what to write, but I know I should write something, because today is/was Dani’s 19th birthday, and it deserves to have been recorded on here.

That’s making this blog sound a bit too important…

Happy birthday Dani! And I am so so looking forward to Tuesday! (So, yes, that’ll be on here. It’s been a while since I recorded when I went out…maybe because I don’t really go out anymore. Or I do…but it is melted into a Uni day and it’s so mundane to talk about, because I don’t seem quite capable of transferring the mood of the event onto blog. So I suck.

(We should take a more up-to-date version of that photo…)

Alex.

The Way You Move Ain’t Fair

[Hey Soul Sister – Train]

Happy birthday Jac!

Today (but because of one reason or another, WordPress has time-stamped this for Wednesday. Today I meant by Tuesday) was Jac’s long awaited 18th birthday, and I think it was rather a successful day.

Starting with the awful weather, it went uphill from there. Took the train up with Mandy and Dot cos we ran into them, then Jac and I went to Journal Cafe near City Library.

Jac got this creepy text message asking if she was at Flinders, and it was from an unknown number. That number never texted back again…

Had lunch (or rather, I ended up eating most of her food anyway) and then we went to Melbourne Central because we wanted to see Toy Story 3.

But, it was getting really full, to the point where the only seats left were in the front. Jac doesn’t like that, so instead we went to State Library and went to the Games Room.

UNFORTUNATELY, it was full due to school holidays, so after some random presentation started, Jac and I went to play pool at RMIT. At first we didn’t realize that if you paid the money, the white ball would roll out, so we sat there dejected until someone else came along and did it.

It was a tight game, and ended with Jac’s victory, because I’d mistakenly stuffed and set up the black ball for her. Oh well, it’s her birthday anyway.

After that, we went BACK to State and watched some guys play on the Guitar Hero for a while, then decided to walk to Crown for dinner. That girl walks so slow that it got to the point where she had to drag me to slow me down – and it was VERY slow walking.

The thing that she didn’t know, and the reason I’d wanted to walk fast was that we were meant to get to Oriental Express by 6, where the others were waiting to surprise her. Because of her slow walking and my inability to find the restaurant, we ended up being 20 minutes late.

The fun part was that she didn’t suspect a thing! I was glad that my subtleties seem to have worked.

Dinner was sushi train, and it went by without a problem, and then it was time for cake. Now, I’d asked Nash to get a Black Forest Cake but apparently there were none left, so, being the awesome boy he is, he got a cake in the shape of a dog:

It was particularly funny because I’d always called her my puppy. And the restaurant people sang and everything, it was excellent.

And it was proven that we argue a lot when, on the train back, Yeleng and Aym- both decided we were the on-board entertainment.

I love you, Jac!

Alex.

P.S. The guy in the soccer ball is still in there.