Ceppy, Telling us how it is.

Okay I know I am stealing this from Dutchy and Daw but considering they haven't been telling us how it is I thought I would instead.

There are a few things that have been really shitting me lately. They have fucked me off to the point that I am now going to tell you about them.

Firstly, something I am always bitching about, My work woolworths. Take today for instance I came in at 12.30 to find the bakery in complete shambles. There was no bread or freezer stock out and Teena who left at 12 had appeared to have done fuck all. Well let me say, you are a fucking useless bitch, go eat some more pie and decide on a gender you fucking fat slut.

Secondly, What the fuck has happened to all the music shows on Saturday and Sunday mornings. There used to be only T.V hits and Rage, now there are like 5 other ones. All of which involve crappy RnB and hip hop music. Stop fucking playing shit music, if I wanted to see topless black guys I would go to a fucking gay bar. Play some god damn normal music, fuck fuck.

Thirdly, The Rogue Traders. What the fuck kind of band are you, you fucking suck balls. Release a song that doesn't repeat the same words over and over again and someone might give a fuck about your fucked up music. Also get a fucking new singer who can actually sing and not just talk into a microphone. Maybe someone not from the set of nieghbours you fucking idiots.

Fourthly, What the fuck is with fucking bus drivers stopping there buses at a bus stop for 15 minutes when it should be moving along towards its destination. You fucking bus drivers are a bunch of fat fucks, no wonder you don't get paid well you fucking leave your buses sitting at bus stops all day when you should be driving people around you fucking fucks.

Fifthly, Fuck fucks fuck. Fucking lecturers who spend 3 hours dribbling on about fucking crap when they could do it in half the time, fucking hell you fuck me off.

Lost, get to the fucking point stop fucking drawing out episodes that tell you fuck all from the previous episode, it is fucking annoying. GET TO THE FUCKING POINT.

Fuck I am fucked off, fuckity fuck fuck.

A tribute to a role model in my life

Today at 3.15am my Pappa passed away. I knew it was coming and when my mom awoke me this morning and told me the news I was sad and relieved to see that he wasn't in any pain. I know it was his time to go and i have accepted that fact. It is still hard to lose someone so close.

The last time I saw him on Saturday morning I couldn't hold back the tears, it was too much to see him like he was. Then when my dad cried I was really put over the edge, I have never seen my father cry and something just triggered inside me when he did.

This blog is being posted so that there is an appreciation of his life, him being a loyal husband for over 50 years, a great father to my dad, untie and uncle, and the best grandfather I have ever known.

I hope that you are somewhere good Pappa. No one really knows if there is a place called heaven but I believe that you are there, looking down on us with Mum.

I am not that much of a spiritual person however I do believe that good people go to a good place when they die.




















In loving Memory, Rest in Peace Pop.

Quite an uneventful week.

Well as the title says I have had quite an uneventful week. I went to Tafe (which was boring) I sat at home and played some Age of Empires (that was fun). I also spent Valentines with Hails and went up to her new house last night to check it out (not bad, they will be much happier there).

I also picked up some work at OHSC at Mitcham. It was only 6 hours over 3 nights but that is still a good 80 bucks in my pocket, and it is piss easy work looking after kids.

Tonight I plan to go to Buzz's fairwell and get extremely drunk, should be a good night and I don't start work til 2.30 tomorrow so I can go out and get pissed.

Relating to my last post on the winter olympics, I was mistaken in that Steven Bradbury is not competing, thank you for pointing that out Wizza.

We also won our first gold medal for this olympics in the men's mogals competition. Our adopted son won who was originally from Canada now skiing for us Aussies. He is a 21 year old millionare as well as a Olympic champion.

Well that is about all for this week, like I've said pretty uneventful.

Illbeseeinya (did I still that from you snowman)

Winter Olympics, something interesting to watch.

Thats right it is that time, the 2006 Torino Winter Olympics in Italy have begun. And I say good. I really enjoy watching all the different winter sports that we Aussies don't normally get to see. At least for the next couple of weeks there will be something good to watch at night time.

Some of my favourite sports in the winter olympics include, the luge, bobsleigh and speed skating.

All I can say is those men and women on the luge are complete nutters. Going down a tube at 140km an hour, thats insane.

"I've got a great idea for a sport, dress up like a sperm, shove an ice skate up your arse, and go balls first down an ice tube."

At least if you were in a bobsleigh you wouldn't have as much chance of getting killed. I would be the guy at the back so I have three bodies in front of me to cushion the blow of impact.

All that the back three guys need to do is run at the start and then spend a minute with their heads down praying that the driver doesn't fuck up and kill them all.

And speed skating, well lets face it they just all look like wankers with those tight body suits on. However it is cool to watch. Wonder if Steven Bradbury can get lucky again this year.

The dutch usually dominate this sport, and I can just see dutchy in a tight suit sprinting round an ice ring on skates, hardcore my friend (have you ever tried it).

Well with that I shall say goodluck to our Australian team. Lets see if we can better our total of two gold medals this year (if they all go like the Australian in the biatholon we've got no hope, came 86 out of 89 competitors)

Aussie, Aussie, Aussie.

The inevitable is some times too hard to bear

Today I went to see my Pop again. It was a day we had all been dreading. Pop has become to sick to stay at home. It was time for him to go to the Repat Hospital. Since I last saw him just over a week ago he has lost a lot of weight and was lying in his bed needing help to even get out.

We waited at my Nanas house for 2 hours until the Ambulance arrived to take him to the Repat Centre at Daw park.

In the past month he has gone downhill extremely fast. It is almost sublime to see the effects that cancer is having on him. With the way he is going he will probably only last a couple of weeks if that. It is hard to see someone you love dying.

My Pop is still cracking jokes and being the smart arse that we love just to make us feel comfortable. The fact that he hasn't eaten at all really in the past two weeks shows that he won't be around much longer.

It really started to hurt today, knowing that I will only see him a few more times, knowing that in a couple of weeks I will be carrying his coffin in a funeral service. It is hard to take in.

There is just too much reality to take in.

It's not that I don't love you, it's just, this one is better

On tueday I upgraded by existing iPod which was a 6G iPod mini, to the new 30G Video iPod. I managed to get it for $226 because I sold my mini to my brother for $200.

Now let me just say that technology has come a very long way and this little piece of hardware that I now own is extremely cool. It has all the features of my old iPod with a colour screen, photo library and video. With 30G of memory it can hold 7,500 mp3, 48,000 photos, and 150 hours of video. What more could you ask for?

It also looks really cool seen below:





















The black front with the silver back looks awesome and the big 2 1/5 inch colour screen looks great.


All I can say is I am a very happy man now that I have my new iPod and it will bring me much joy. I mean come on I can put porn on it and watch it where ever I go. Now thats cool.

Looks like its back to the old drawing board

Thats right you heard today I officially went back to Tafe after having only left like 6 weeks ago. What the fuck?

Anyway same old boring crap as usual and I found myself struggling to keep awake. This was mainly due to the fact that I was working all weekend.

I have come to a conclusion on the other hand though. I am a woolworths slut. There are many reasons which lead me to believe this statement.

• I work mostly weekends (like a lot of prostitutes)
• Woolworths are constantly calling me up to say that I have to work for them
• I go to work and get abused and fucked all day long
• If things don't go woolworths way they sometimes fuck me up the arse
• They also tend to want me to stay longer which also fucks me up
• I get paid by the hour to do what woolworths tells me to do

In other words woolworths is a dirty old man who picks up prostitutes i.e. Me, and fucks them all, over and over again. I am sure that this metophor can be used for most people who hate their jobs.

If I truley was a bitch I would earn my weekly wage of around 200 bucks in 15 minutes of sucking dick. Thats the reality.

Wooworths + Me = One ugly scene.

Wheelchair sports, the good, the bad, and the ugly

Yesterday I went to Tommy Rodens house for a good old fashion barbecue with some mates. It was a good day full of eating drinking and playing sports. The good thing about Tommy's house is that there is a park directly behind it and you can walk out his back gate into it. A lot of football and soccer took place on this arena and some good fun was had.

Then the day turned to competition and wheel chair slalom began. It was a tough course and many were battered and hurt along the way.

Some pics to show you the events of the day.















The challenging course involved weaving through the chairs, around the one at the back, weaving past the other chair and through the finish, magical stuff here.





















Borgas mentally preparing himself for the challenge ahead.
















Danny making a valiant but pathetic attempt to break the record (he is about to fall flat on his face).
















Borgas taking on the difficult U turn at the end of the course.

















Borgas showing off some flashy burnouts.


At the end of the day it was I who came out on top. With some perfect runs and good technique I posted the three top times of the day making me the clear winner.

1. 15.3 sec
2. 16.5 sec
3. 17 sec

No one could beat my time of 16.5 seconds until I stepped up again and beat my PB by over a second. All I can say is that it is a great achievement for me, all those years of playing wheelchair soccer in primary school have paid off.

But in more bragging rights I have finally beaten Borgas at something and therefore are better than him, hahahahaha, it's about time. (one day I'll beat you at tennis though mate, you're bound to have an off day sooner or later and that's when I'll pounce)

All in all it was a great day, many thanks to Tommy and his hospitality.

I have a dream, that one day, in every backyard Australian BBQ, wheelchair races will take place in the spirit of competition.

We can only dream my friends, we can only dream.

O.C, Bringing back the plots we all love to hate.

Okay I like my mate lucas am a big fan of the O.C. I am not quite the addict like he is, in other words I don't own the first two seasons on DVD and have pictures of the cast around my room, but I do like to watch each episode to see what is going down in Orange County.

Last night I watched the newly anticipated third season return of the O.C and was quite shocked at how they overcame the whole Trey being shot by Merissa incident. I agree with Lucas in his post that evidence from the crime scene would lead to the person who really shot the gun, but this wasn't what interested me the most.

The fact that when Trey woke up from his coma the first person he saw was Julie Cooper Nickle who proceeded to bribe Trey with 20,000 to put blame on his brother is far more interesting to me. So what is wrong with this picture, gee let me think. Wouldn't you think that the first people that Trey would see would be the friendly faces of the local authorities asking him questions about what happened and not the mother of the girl he tried to rape. Therefore he would have told the truth from the start and we could have bypassed Ryan being put behind bars for the millionth time in the shows history.

I know it is all for the drama of the show but I mean come on people, shit like this doesn't happen in real life. I guess thats what makes us all addicted to the show.

So I will continue to watch the O.C and enjoy it.

In other news House returns tonight, a much better and much more believable show. Hugh Laurie what a crack up.