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Submitted by laurence on Fri, 2008-08-15 15:18
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Having had two sets of Australian room mates in a row and at times as many as 4 aussies sleeping in the flat I often feel out numbered. Luckily, no matter what kind of banter starts flying around I am able to mention the Rugby world Cup which gives me some comfort.
Nicole and Lance are the ideal flat mates though, they have restored my faith in relationships. Any couple that are able to travel the world on a budget for a year together have got to have something going for them. I find it hard enough traveling with myself for company without having to worry about someone else. Not that I think people need to be looked after (I´m not that much of a male pig despite the rumors), but I would tend to worry that people are having fun and are not freaking out.
Traveling with someone also makes the waking up in the morning and deciding what you want to do for the day rather more complex. That is enough of my commitment paranoia for one blog entry.
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Submitted by laurence on Mon, 2008-02-11 10:45
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Surprise parties, call me a cynic but surely if the person wanted a party they would organise one?
What if for any particular reason that person did not in fact want a big party and was very happy letting there birthday slide in a very mellow kind way, with just a slice of cake at work and then a couple of beers with some mates after work. And then they get confronted by 25 of there friends trying to hide from them in an "Eastern Restaurant".
So this weekend we had two surprise parties. The first one, at Yo Eastern Fusion (some food really good, some very average, vegan friendly, not expensive) in sunset beach went off without a hitch. Despite us hiding the cars right next to an empty parking spot that the victim parked in.
Later the same evening we made a fashionably late arrival at N's surprise party, his rather creative friend, including one not so bright fellow who had finally worked out why table view was called table view, had been in cahoots with N's girlfriend.
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Submitted by laurence on Thu, 2007-12-20 07:55
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Or the title of the story could be "How to split the bill so that the total of cash is roughly the same as the total at the end of the slip". Not totally surprising though, the infamous short bill.
Not to drag on about money and other such unimportant things.
Romy and I were both born on the 3rd December (both Sagittarius, a fire sign!), so it only made sense for Romy to get on Facebook (gag, shock horror) and arrange 30 or our closest friends to a party at the Italian Club.
If I had thought about it, I could have predicted that within 5 minutes we would piss off the waitress as our 3 tables of 12 migrated in an irregular pattern from the bar to our table and than back again. To what become dubbed the shooter bar. Later on in the evening they even had to bring our birthday cakes to us in the bar.
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Submitted by laurence on Wed, 2007-03-21 19:43
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Im only like two weeks late putting up these pictures and the pictures are not even my own. This is the pace my life has taken on in the moment. During the last couple of weeks Caroline and Steve have been down on holiday and Leon and I did the Argus. In fact the Sunday after the bus party we did the Argus (4 hours 43 minutes a whole 30 minutes faster than last year!).
With the Argus on Sunday we decided to take the evening easy, this was a great plan and we should have stuck with it. In my priest outfit I felt like I could get away with anything, but was very quickly brought down to earth. As I walked across the Milnerton light house car park waiting for the bus. Bible and beer in hand, two nice men dress in blue uniforms called me over for a chat. I resisted the urge to be my normally cocky self and did not remain in priest character, instead I fell into my humble yes officer sorry officer mode. Drinking in public, even light beers by clergy is frowned apon I was told. |
Submitted by laurence on Mon, 2007-02-19 15:20
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I have been putting off writing this for over a week. Other bloggers have already killed it for me and I cant think of anything inspiring to say. Lindy is a special girl and had 4 differant partys which I think did her birthday proud. The boat trip was really great, team mindspring where smart suiting up as the |
Submitted by laurence on Sat, 2007-02-10 09:21
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Too much to say about last night, Im still trying to piece it all together. Which is odd seeing as I was stone cold sober through the whole evening. In support of Terence's crazy dry February, I am attempting a light beer feb. Im cracking though, an having half a bottle of vodka in my freezer and party within walking distance tonight is very very tempting....
Lindy's UDI (unidentifies drinking injury) was bad, huge bruise on her hand which we all attempted to apply ice to. Hopefully our thoughtful first aid attempts eased the pain and swelling. |
Submitted by laurence on Mon, 2007-01-22 18:26
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Its so sexy, and we like Pepper the new mini to.
Like the failed bay of pigs invasion, we only had partial success going through the cocktail list at Cape To Cuba in Kalk bay. The only prisioners we took, where a bottle of pickles with one solitary pickly and two berets. The last pickle in the jar was able to outsmart our number one Sean Connery imporsonator, so was left in peace on the steps.
Like the copiuos amounts of alcohal left a terrible hang over so did the liberated berets. With there previuos owners phoning and demanding there return sometimes as much as 4 times a day! Eventually I cracked and drove into the scottish heartland to settle the score. It was nasty R160 per a beret. Lucky Andy had found one so I did not have to invest in two. |
Submitted by laurence on Sun, 2006-12-03 12:34
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Submitted by laurence on Thu, 2006-07-06 12:34
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Loads of pics! You got to love drunk guys in rugby shirts who always try and get into your photos. Thanks to Jodi the Murryfield arms barmen for putting him back in his seat. I arrived late for Juries birthday, to find a load of people there in various stages on drunkeness. I was watching england lose in the world cup so was pretty much on my own mission. Half way through the evening enough was enough and I went off to buckleys to have a drink with myself. Im not really sure why but I felt I need space to be by myself in a bar full of semi strnagers. There are always people in buckleys you recognise. This isnt really a good or bad thing, just a thing.
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Submitted by laurence on Mon, 2005-12-05 08:47
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Thursday was a bit of a low point sold the prisma, in thoery I had 4 lancias that drove. The fulvia, prisma, beta and monte.. So I sold the prisma which should leave me with 3. No actually It leaves me with the fulvia if a jump start it and swop the batteries with the montecarlo who is now in pieces after some late night illegal racing action. The beta, is as tempramental as one of Ronnies girlfriends and since my dad blow up the battery with the angle grinder it struggles to start.
Its my birthday though so Im happy and alot older. |
Submitted by laurence on Fri, 2005-11-11 05:37
Submitted by laurence on Sun, 2005-05-29 10:44
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When it comes to kinky you know where to go. With my own personal bunny girl, we hit the party. I tried to blowdry my hair for that extra porn star style, not sure if it really worked though. New dodgy couple Craig and Tracey really stole the show though with the ultimate costumes and stounch vodka jelly in ice cube packets.
The neighbours got involved nicely, guy and I went off to see the 7de laan dogter and to talk about the muffs. Some how Sharon and her drunken comrades managed to also find the same house. The more mature neighbour was kind enough to offer a piesang for our threesome of lesbian who devoured it for the camera. Younger members of the neighbours family ended the evening on the cold cement of leon garage throwing up while we went looking for a house. We never did end up braaing.
The bouncers at stones let us in which I was pretty surprised about. Well the girls had no problem getting in but I would have thought me and guy might have had problems. |
Submitted by laurence on Sun, 2004-12-05 18:06
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As the mighty blink 182 said "Nobody likes you when your 23,
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Submitted by laurence on Sat, 2004-02-07 11:57
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Big party for Catherines 21st, we all get dressed up for a posh party at Kelvin Grove. luckily no-one went swimming, and everyone had a really good night. We ended up at Springbok pub in Newlands..... say no more.. nod nod wink wink.. |
Submitted by laurence on Sat, 2002-12-07 15:32
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Big party for my birthday, we got 2 kegs of beer from Mitchells Brewery which was really cool. Our local chinese takeaway catered for us so we had loads of food. CJ went away but surprised me by being there for my party. All in all a very good night. photos by Jonathan |
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