OK, so it’s been a week. Lemme update. Work, work, work, some more work followed by some work and then off to the cafe to say hello to the folk I used to work with. I had discovered that Sunday was my day off, so Al and I decided to go out Saturday night. The staff from the cafe also decided to go out so we were going to meet up with them after they finished work. I rang Ben to see if he wanted to come, but alas he’s in Cairns for a week. Went out, got trashed, sat about and did fuck all today. I must go to the gym tomorrow, I haven’t been all weekend. Ohh yeah, Jasper had another hissy fit at the cafe, only this time I wasn’t there so I missed the entertainment. I hope he doesn’t run that place into the ground. Short update, I start work early in the morning. My first day without the chef, I’m operating without a safety net. Spooky, eh?
dancing
November 5, 2006
October 29, 2006
Ohh wow, I wrote a post?
Posted by Adrian under Ben, Cafe, clubbing, dancing, drinking, friends1 Comment
At the cafe there is a new waiter called Adam who started on my last week. Adam is in fact the one who held the gallery showing where I first met Ben on Thursday. Saturday Ben came into the cafe with some of his friends and we got to chatting again. During the course of this little chat we decided to go out that night to celebrate my last night at the cafe.<> We drank, we chatted, we danced. After dancing, drinking and chatting Ben tried to set me up with a guy in his fourties and left.
I left half an hour later and walked into the mall where I grabbed a burger from Hungry Jack’s. While consuming my double bacon deluxe value meal I sent Ben a text message asking who/what he thought I was to be leading me on only to try and set me up with some stranger. He sent back a message saying that I was a nice guy. I sent him a reply telling him that I was indeed a nice guy and he should give me a call when he was finished playing games.
I then proceded to walk home, but when I was out in front of the casino a man came up to me. This man was called Bill. I know Bill from when my father ran that hostel for people with disabilities because I used to help out there. Bill proceded to tell me how angry he and his girlfriend was with my father and with me but failed to mention why. He asked me for some money and being the stupid bleeding heart that I am I pulled out my wallet which he promptly snatched and ran off with. Stupid, stupid, stupid…
This morning I awoke, did all my domestic stuff that I normally do and thought that I might have over reacted slightly to Ben’s actions so I sent him a text message asking if he got home safely. He rang and we agreed to go into town for coffee where upon he apologised for the previous night. Ben had to do some banking and then was searching for an internet cafe to book the tickets for his holiday because all the travel agents were closed as it was a Sunday. I told him it wasn’t secure to enter his details onto a public computer and suggested we returned to my place where he booked them on my computer.
We played scrabble, listened to music, chatted, went into the cafe to visit Luke and Adam (studly Steven was working today so I said ‘hi’ to him too), went back into town and had KFC followed by gelato and then Ben went home.
October 22, 2006
Movie night sold out again, everything sailed smoothly. Del, Steven and I kept ducking out the back like naughty children after intermission because there wasn’t much to do. Steven is going to work naked to the waist (which half I’ll let you figure out) next Saturday serving champaign for a hen’s night high tea. I will be oogling. As we were packing up Luke’s new, well, I guess it’s his BF, kept hitting me on the butt. I don’t think Luke was too impressed, I know I wasn’t.
Del and I went to the beat after work, drinking, dancing, drinking some more, dancing hardcore. I lost her half way through the night, but I found Ryan and Bryan whom I haven’t seen in some time.
I showed Del how to open a bottle of wine in the correct manner before we went out. I will write more when I am less hung over.