Portuguese in an interesting language to listen to, particularly when the conversation breaks into American accented English on occasion. This is something I feel important for the world to understand, although this is a fairly inebriated encouragement. Following from this thought, the desire for travel surfaces; in turn prompting thorough analysis of current career plans and options. I think backpacking is looking to be a most attractive option.

Hmmm, I seem to have truly mastered the art of following a single thread in a paragraph (ahem)

Shifts that run for 16.5 hours suck. This fact I have re-learned after being subjected to the dubious pleasure of working both restaurant supervisor and night porter shifts back to back. The bright side is always the pay, but after working 36.5 hours in three days I honestly couldn't care less.

 

I consider this a form of Karmic realignment, however. The guy who's shift i've almost finished covering is burning me a great many movies, complete with printed faces. I look foward to my collection of cinema increasing by a few hundred films over the next few weeks.

 

On a far more pleasant note, I shall soon (ten hours) be arriving in Canberra, and enjoying pints of fine lager in not only one of my favourite pubs, but also with good company. God bless the phoenix...

I had the dubious pleasure of being present for the AFI sydney gig on saturday night. I suspect i've been fairy'd. The little nancys played a set that lasted barely an hour, with the most irritating crowd you can imagine. The evening's highlight was when they covered a song that wasn't theirs, for fuck's sake (The Cure - Just Like Heaven). I suspect there may be bigger posers in the music industry, but I have yet to hear of them. Aaaargh.

So i've just got home, and have discovered my flatmates are having a party. Well, that's just fucken brilliant; cheers for letting me know, by the way. The thing I hate more than anything else in the world is drunken idiots, and I know you get this Mitch. Aaaarghh.

I work for a stupid (for lack of a better word) organisation. This has become very apparent to me today, with my F+B manager whining at me about staff costs. Essentially, we have a system which requires us to have certain staffing levels based on reservations and hotel occupancy, and is unalterable. Despite this, the F+B manager thinks it's ok to bollock us for having wage costs over a certain point, although we're following his directions to the letter.
What kind of idiot does that? Employee turnover is ridiculously high, because people get sick of this crap, and he seems surprised.

Work aside, I have now discovered I hate Limewire. That stupid program has infected my PC with some kind of uber-irritation virus, and I am decidedly unimpressed.Having multiple copies of a program continually opening and reinstalling themselves onto my computer will drive me insanr, I think.

On a lighter note, with Gigantour just around the corner all these petty little concerns seem to be melting into the background and are steadily being replaced with the sheer power of metal. It's gonna be an intense few months of concerts...