tooth soup

Man I’m sleepy. Who would have thought that a 6 hour period of standing on your feet would do that to you, eh? I have got to say though, analytical is shaping up to be one of the best units we do this semester. I think it’s mainly the idea that we can potentially die from the noxious fumes that we boil off during a session that really brings home how cool this unit is. I mean, how many other units can you claim you can lose the feeling in your face from? Really though it is turning out great – I got 100% for my first lab (not hard considering 10/20 people did) and I’ve got a couple of great solutions lined up for three weeks time when we go back and use them. No black spots indicating undissolved Ilmenite to be seen :). And I know that none of you are really going to know how happy that can make a man (with the possible exception of Andrew – who will hate me for it).

OK – so Rock-It. Wow. Amazing. Initially we suffered some technical difficulties, the main one being the fact that I forgot my ticket and it’s really hard to get into a show if your form of entry is 60km away. I maintain that it was less than 50% my fault because initially we were going in Cian’s car. I got in the front after everyone was in the back and put my wallet (with ticket safely inside) in the front below me and then pulled my seat forward so that people would be able to have more room behind. Eventually it was decided that there still wasn’t enough room and that we should go in my car. This left me bereft of my wallet as I got out and forgot to check under the seat. All in all it wasn’t too bad – I made it from Joondalup to Cian’s place in under 20 minutes which is, to put it lightly, not very legal. But on the upside of illegality I still managed to make it there for the start of Shihad’s set.
((Shihad – if there are Americans reading – is a band you might know as Pacifier. They changed their name to go over there because it sounded to much like Jihad.))

Shihad played a good one although I didn’t know too many of their new songs. Hell I don’t really know too many of their old songs, but at least they were thumping away and having a great time. Grinspoon were up next…or was it A Simple Plan? Hmmm…I can’t honestly remember. Maybe it was because A Simple Plan are shit so I erased their dismal performance from my mind. No offence to any fans out there but I just don’t like them. Grinspoon were claaasic as always – Phil is such a champion on stage, such an Aussie. They played all my favourites (Just Ace and Lost Control being particular highlights) and showed all those teenyboppers what good rock can be like. There was also a tripped out fat dude that kept perving on Em and Cian and then decided to make friends with me for a while. Let’s not talk about him.

And may I digress for a second to let you know the scale and depth of the the teenybopper wave that was present at Rock-It. Such was the magnitude of this presence that I found myself being hypnotised by their hive-mind commitment to buy merch and look cool and punk and draw stuff on yourself and dye your hair black because looking like the band members is cool and shows your dedication. Lucky I had Pete with me, he kept me sane through use of witty retorts about their age and stupidity. Not that I discourage fan-ism, but there’s a certain style in being a big fan of a band that I think has been completely lost on the current youth. Okay, aside complete.

And then Greenday came on stage and ye (wooh, ye) there was much rejoicing. There are some bands that play really great music and then some bands that play moderate music but put on a great show. Greenday are an amalgam of these two types – you can really tell that they’ve put on a hell of a lot of shows. They play to the crowd and I don’t doubt that every single person in the crowd felt that Billie was playing to them especially. They opened with American Idiot, Jesus of Suburbia and a couple of other newer songs – but then it seemd to be a matter of “promotion out of the way, here’s the real stuff” as they got down to a great setlist comprising of some absolute classics. The fifteen minute version of Hitchin’ A Ride was a particular highlight – keeping us on the edge of the exaltant “SHIT!!” for what seemed like forever. That was topped by the making of a band on stage. They kept a simple beat/riff going while Billie asked who could play an instrument. He then proceeded to pick out a drum player, bass player and guitar player to come on the stage and join them. It was great;
Billie – “How long have you played for?”
Random Guitar Dude – “6 years.”
Billie – “Have you ever had sex?”
RGD – “No.”
Billie – “Well you’re going to tonight, come up here!”
So. Damn. Awesome. Seriously, if I were ever to go gay (and sorry Jen, as much as you would love me to it ain’t going to happen) Billie would be my choice of crush. Bugger off Mr Depp and Mr Pitt – Billie Joe is the epitome. Those homosexual overtures completed, the rest of the show was an absolute blast. Getting out of the parking lot was not. Suffice to say that People are fucking Morons. Though I did pull a sweet U-turn that scared the shat out of the girls. It wasn’t showing off though – necessity required me to overtake a person sitting in my blind spot, get in the lane and slow down to a reasonable speed to make the turn. It was just a matter of the last part not really happening all that much. We didn’t die though – that’s a plus.

I regretted all the dancing and stuff yesterday morning though. My neck was killing me and my legs were chewing on the remains. I skipped my lecture for that day and kind of lazed around doing nothing until work, with Tegan. It went better than I expected, she’s getting to be one of the gang at work. The ‘gang’ being the people you can actually depend on working properly when you work with them.

Moving to today I had a couple of lectures before aforementioned Analytical Chemistry Lab. I gotta say there are going to be some confused 2nd years when they start hitting harder statistical problems next year. This is primarily because the person that is running this year’s Data Evaluation and Experimental Design is a hack. I’m sorry buddy but the mean of a set of data doesn’t just linearly transform when you do a non-linear transformation on it. You are a retard – go back to school. It irritates me – because all these people are paying a lot of money to get this unit done and they’re getting some half-assed old guy telling them completely incorrect things. OK, mini rant over.

What else is happening? Not a lot really. Uni is going pretty well, I’m keeping up with everything. Love life is…the usual really – non existant that is. Em and I are still flirting every time we see each other but it’s much like mates flirting, nothing in it (like me and you Jen – you sexy, sexy mynx). So life is pretty steady at the moment – boring, but calm.

Okay I’m starting to get a pounding headache. Catcha all around the place,
Teh P.

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