Ho, Ho, Hoe

Merry Christmas to all. I hope the festive season is treating everyone well.

Christmas was quite a bit different then what I'm used to. First of all the lack of snow and abundance of sun was a change. It was also my first Christmas away from home. We ended up doing a secret Santa at the hostel between all the staff members (since most of the people staying here work for accommodation anyways). I was given a shirt that has a dog sniffing another dogs butt and it says "Do I know you?" Someone around here knows me too well I think. That's a sign that I've been here too long.

After supper my friends and I were tipped off about a house party that we figured we would go crash. Getting there became half the fun. First we were going to walk there with the crappy directions we were given. Once that fell through we hailed a cab and asked him to take us to the address. The driver looked back at us telling us there is no street name with the address we wanted. Ooooooh Man. He eventually did find it on the map after 10 minutes of looking at talking to his dispatch. Then he got us lost twice and had to pull a u-turn. In the end I refused to pay the fare that he asked for because of his horrible navigational skills with a map.

The house was cool, but the party was lacking. We only spent about 2 hours there before deciding that going into town would prove to be more fruitful. All the night clubs were opening up at midnight anyways so we would be just in time. We ended up going to a techno club til 5am where I was happy to deal with the drunken idiots who plague this city and insist that I'm jack Osbourne! I try to humour people on it, but one guy thought I took it as an offensive (come on, Jack Osbourne isn't good looking so I'm not going to take it as a compliment). My German friend Stef sits down beside me and starts chatting to me and the guy comes back and apologizes to me and then tells me I'm very handsome. (uh oh) He then goes on saying that I must be good looking to have a good looking girl like Stef as my woman. Whoa!! Now this is where I'd usually pipe up and correct the guy that she's just my friend, but Stef looked scared of him and I knew this guy (like every other guy in the place) would try to pick her up if they knew she wasn't taken. So i got to be the sit in boyfriend for the night to scare off the drunken jerks. if only it were a paying job.

Christmas seemed to turn out well for Adam back down in Melbourne as well. For the guy who went from no money, no job, no woman (hey this sounds familiar) he now has it all. His own place, a new job and he got laid just in time for Christmas. It's like something out of a Disney movie.....without the shag of course. So I'm happy for him. I'm still working on getting myself a quick dose of lovin' before leaving Cairns, otherwise I'm never coming back to the state Queensland again. Gonna go back to my happy place of Victoria or New South Wales.

We shall see how new years goes. Plenty of drunk girls at that time of the year. YAY!!!!

Happy Holidays

Muckluck (no good titles came to mind)

The past month has been more or less uneventful. My days are filled with work and sleep.... sometimes drinking.

We had the staff Christmas party last week and proceeded in drinking lots and lots and lots. At some point I was able to steal my supervisors hat (which is a hat from the bar we work at). She hasn't asked for it back yet, nor do I think she knows it's missing. I'm hoping to keep it so I can bring it home.

I finally got my hair cut. Two English girls were bugging me about how out of control my hair was getting and they kept offering to cut it for me. I was uneasy about it until one of them said she's an actual hair dresser back home. The other girl is a hair dresser in training, so I wasn't too fond of her taking scissors to my mop top. It worked out in the end and I now have some hair which is more suitable for the weather in the tropics.

I've finally decided to leave Cairns in the new year and go back down to Melbourne (where the weather is a bit more to my liking). From there I'm going to work on getting myself out to Adelaide, then eventually to Perth. I decided to stick around for Christmas and New Years mainly because I'll get paid so much more by working the holidays, and money is what I would like to have right now.

On Saturday night I was given the horrible job of glass washing at work. It sounds easy, stack all the glasses of the same type onto a tray and shove them in the dishwasher, when done put the tray away somewhere around the bar. Now take into account how many glasses I'm getting when there are four glassys bringing me full trays, and I have to move around behind the bar with busy bartenders. It's a bit more stressful then being on the floor, but I survived. Near the end of the night I was still doing my glass washing and I was sipping on a glass of Orange Juice to refuel my system when two girls come by and jokingly tell me I shouldn't be drinking on the job. I tell them not to tell anyone and we all walk away happy, they then want two free margaritas in exchange for silence. Of course I can't do that and they knew it, but we had a good time with it. They ended up chatting with me while I was stacking trays for about 10 minutes or so when they decide it's time to go and one of them tells me that she'll come back in next weekend to see me cause she thinks I'm cute. At this point they are a bit away from the bar when I yell to them "Come on! I at least deserve a phone number, or a name" she happily replied "If I see you next weekend, you'll get both." What a tease.