The Burning west...thing rained

so i'm in the west, on a whim and quite randomly. The Griff asked if i wanted to go to help out with some radio stuff, i wasn't feeling too happy at home so i decided, what the fluff, let's go.

so far, i've played soccer in the rain, had dinner with the nicest old people ever and mucked about out Lautoka. Which is small. And boring if you don't know anyone there.

There will be a longer post soon, just thought i'd update the blog.

Viva Lautoka :D

Also, Coldplay won some grammies Lawrence. Griff can't stop crowing about it. Taylor Swift is too cute and i need to get the Album Raising Sands. Mainly because it won like 4 grammies and i knew nothing about it.

Party time! Excellent!

so, i had another farewell party. there was one a month or two back, when i decided to tell everyone i was going, and my aunt was all, "you have to come as soon as possible!" so all my friends freaked out and organised this huge party thing. it was quite spectacular, but obviously nothing for ms. organize-it ronna. It was huge i tell you, i didn't know half the gang there, but that was because it was kind of a combo party thing. She seems to like organizing those. 

Yesterday was smaller than the last farewell party, but i kinda liked it better. just a whole bunch of close friends getting together to wish Lawrence a happeh birfadeh and say bye to me. we sang the songs, were hypnotised by Wilsons winamp visualiser thing, and stuffed ourselves with food and birthday cake. Cake is good :) 

when the party was over, Arjay showed up with his company rental and dropped a whole bunch of us off at home. Now John lives out in the middle of nowhere. I mean, Lami. So of course, i had to go with Arjay all the way to Lami and back to keep him company. This is because its boring driving back by yourself, and i assume its harder to jack some foo's car when there are two people in it. 

On the way back into Suva, we get stopped by the cops. It was just a random licence stop though, so we got through pretty quick and were soon cruising off to town. Now, what do two people who have just been stopped by the cops decide to do? We go to Traps of course. 

So yeah, i've got a couple of days left in Fiji. I was sitting on the verandah this morning thinking about how long i've been here, and how i can't really picture myself anywhere else in the future. Heck, i was born here, despite the fact that i have a maroon instead of blue passport Fiji is in my blood. Who knows if this will change, or what the  heck will happen in the next few years, but right now, i really love this country. The people i've met, the things i've seen have all made me who i am. And i'm not that bad a person for it :P 

And speaking of Ms. Organize-it Ronna, she's also helping the Griff with his ventures of getting the heck outta dodge, and asked me to do a sketch of the Griffster. I look forward to seeing what she does with it. 

100th post!

yes, this is the official one-hundredth post here on Awesome Cake. it's been a long and awesome ride. except for those really short posts where i complain about how sick i am. i apologise for those. Awesome Cake's first birthday is also coming up, i gots to get it a present of some kind :P

anyways, in between bouts of making feminist propaganda ( which is more fun than it sounds!) i made a few more designs. oh look, here is one of them now.

yes, that's a caricature of the Griff. speaking of rooting mouths, Edd is doing well. (yes, wow-speak inc) he has left Hellfire peninsula and started cutting things up in the Zangarmarsh. i like Zang, the color scheme contrasts well with Hellfire, going from firey red to calming blue was a nice design choice. Just this morning, Edd was busy committing genocide on some Broken Draenei when he saw off in the distance, an elite fen strider.

Without pausing to consider my options i charged in. Usually this is a bad idea, because elite monsters tend to take a couple of people to defeat. due to their eliteness obviously. Edd had no problems with this one however and soon it was a pile of writhing fen strider pieces at his feet. This is getting seriously weird.

also look! i made fun of our leader:
I don't know what Uncle Frank wants you to do exactly, but i'm sure it's extremely importanto. yeah, i'm not too happy with that one, and in fact might work on it a bit more. unless of course i get distracted by some other piece of art. speaking of other pieces of art, here is the last design for you to look at!
yesh, look at the mess! look at it!

And now i will return to making more feminist propaganda. Let the good times roll!

Another depressing post! yay!

today was another one of those days i guess. woke up to a text that didn't make me too happy. i'm single again. just throwing that out there. the text didn't have anything to with that directly though, that was sorted out some time ago.

the application letter is coming along alright. still needs a lot of work though, inspiration to write about my inspirations is needed.

went with the uncle to the British high commission to get his visa and stuff sorted out today. it was educational and all that, and then we went, had lunch and then took off for the hospital. my uncles cousin, (i dunno what that makes his relation to me...cousin as well? great cousin?) had an accident with a sander yesterday and since he's diabetic he may have to have an amputation. did i mention i hate hospitals?

hospital dramas , i can deal with. i'll watch shortland street, ER, Scrubs, House M.D., what have you. but the reality of a hospital is never fun. sick people everywhere, worried relatives and the constant smell of disinfectant that doesn't cover up everything. i guess everyone would prefer the glitz of a television screen to the real thing.

meh, as Death Cab for Cutie says, theres no comfort in the waiting room, just nervous faces bracing for bad news.

however, i did get to meet my uncle whom i haven't seen for ages. not the uncle whom i went to the High Comm with, this uncle is my grandmothers brother. when i was younger, he used to lift me up by my ears and hold me aloft in the air. it hurt as i'm sure you can imagine. the great thing about growing older though is that now i'm taller than him.

the afternoon was alright, went to the grounds with the Griff, where i realised that i am pretty bad at asking people out. i mean really bad. the Griff says that it's because i never take anyones advice, but i think he just means i don't take his advice all the time. regardless, i am really bad at asking girls out.

so not feeling on top of the world today, but hey, tomorrow is another day right? and i'm young right?

so why do i feel so old.

Further complications have arisen, prepare the loller-rocket

so i was drinking sprite with John at Maccers when the Griff walks in, takes a look at me and goes,

"Albert, why the hell are you yellow?"

it was then i realised i was yellow.now, i knew i was sick for the past few days, like erky sick, but jaundice? come on! who thinks they have jaundice? so today i am going to the doctor, which should involve lots of fun things like blood tests. yaaay blood tests!

so last night, as i was drifting off to sleep, i began to wonder about what could be causing this yellow.

for example, maybe i am turning into a giant banana. perhaps, soon i shall be orange, and then later move through the entire color spectrum. maybe i's just mutating before the rest of the population and soon we shall all be yellow? no?

then, i realised it wouldn't be so bad. i mean, if i decided to turn evil and take over the world, the Green Lantern would be powerless to stop me.

Of Wolves and Kings

just an illustrated version of the plan the girlfriend and i decided on a few weeks back. you gotta be prepared!

so, Suva is having a music festival, which is quite awesome. i say this mainly because i got to sing a little bit in said festival. Friends Griff, Wilson and Lawrence sorta kinda let me sing a couple of songs with em at a gig at Esquires. It was lotsa fun ^_^. The band is called The Three Kings, (yes, like the movie) and yesh...it's awesome :P

it's kinda addictive, singing is. once you get over the nervousness, also, people have said that i don't sing half bad, so it's not too bad at all. all i did though, is belt out "I'm yours" by Jason Mraz (who is alright, i'm not a huuuge fan, but the ladies seem to love him. well, Ronron, Sharky and the sister do anyway =_=) and sing backup on a couple of songs. but! it's a start :)

i am a happy chappy :)

A Flamingo of Darkness

Some chibi's i drew of my mage and his mates. who are also my mates. cool aye?

i have been...feeling kinda...i dunno, like i've been hit repeatedly in the stomach. very emo, yes. but first! we must talk about the Dark Flamingos and the awesomeness that they are. On Friday, y'see, we went to a quiz. I was on a team and everything, also, i had the honor (or maybe the forceline'ness of naming our team the Dark Flamingos)

our team consisted of our very own Wilson, Sharky, Brother of Sharky, The Griff, and Moira, sister of The Griff. It was an awesome team. Don't just take my word for it, we won the damn quiz, so we must have been pretty awesome. Prizes were an awesome Alcatel 701 each ( i gots the orange one), a carton of coke and two bottles of wine. which i presume are expensive, lord knows the phones must have been.

i haveta thank the Ronron and Sharky especially, since they kinda forceline'd us into doing it anyway :P

so after that, we went out to celebrate! which of course involved copious amounts of alcohol, dancing (in moira's case, with a small woman who likes...other women) and much yelling of "Dark Flamingos!". people must have thought we were crazy...i doubt it though, since they were also probably drunk as well.

then i got some...kinda bad news. i'm trying my hardest to look on the bright side of life, like Brian tells ya to. it's tough, but i think i'll survive. The girlfriend makes me super happy and super sad sometimes.

the next day, i spent mostly at Ronron's bosses house, whom she is housesitting for. i doan know why someone asked her to sit on their house, but she's doin it nonetheless. the whole gang was there, some left, some stayed, and basically took over the house. it was lotsa fun, we played wii, cooked dinner and watched movies. made me feel happier, which is good, coz feeling happy is...good? i guess.

spent the night there, since it was pretty late, also Griff wasnt feeling too stellar, so i doan think he wanted to move around that much. Heres to hoping the rest of the long weekend is great, i think it just might be :)

Observe the face to fist technique!

my face hurts. this is mainly due to the fact that a guy hit me, although it could have been much worse.

but first! the Indiana Jones report!

i liked it, i'm sorry. the thing is, you might call me an Indiana Jones fanboy, so perhaps my opinion is biased, but it was what i wanted to see. i wanted to see Indy kicking ass, and making jokes and cracking his whip at baddies. And he did it, he kicked commie ass. i'm not too sure what the whole point of the chariots of the gods plotline was, but industrial light and magic got to show off their fancy special effects to great aplomb.

i also dressed up for the occasion, because if i didn't i couldn't call myself a fan.

the downside (or upside, depending on your opinion) is that Ronron didn't go with the gang, so i may still have a free movie there somewhere ^_^

so i went out on friday night. my sister had a party to attend at the Alliance Francaise, so the Griff, Arjay and i went as escorts. alright, mainly we went to drink their wine and eat apple pie, but we did do some escorting. Griff and I also won a free lunch due to our awesome rendition of Lifehouse's Hanging by a moment at the karaoke competition.

after the party, i dropped the sister off at home and then the boys and i went out. and sad-face.

have i told you about sad-face? it's a long story, lets just say this is the most depressed chick i know. she pervades an aura of depression, it's that bad.

so it's around one in the morning, Arjay, Griff, Sad-face and I step into a club (which shall remain unnamed) , and one of Sad-faces cousins decides to start some trouble. it was...my first bar room brawl.

basically, Sad-faces cousin, let's call him...Derrick, doesn't like Griff. so i think he decided to cause a little trouble when he saw us. it started with Derrick's friend tried to one-side Griff, who proceeded to slip the punch and flatten the guy out. Then Derrick and Griff start going at it, and Arjay tries to break them up, which got him a punch in the head from another of Derricks mates.

it was at that point i jumped in, all this time i had been holding sad-face back from the fight, when i should have been rooting people in the mouth (this was actual advice given to me by Greasemonkey, "if someone looks like they are even slightly considering throwing a punch, root them in the mouth first"). i pushed Arjay and the guy away from each other, which earned me a fist in the jaw. i am 90% sure at this point, that it was the guy who hit me.

luckily, i used my radio voice on him, which seemed to calm him down a bit. you may laugh, but my manly voice has stopped violence, true fact ^_^

things started to calm down at this point, mainly because the bouncers started dragging people outside. Arjay was the worst wounded though, he got kicked in the face and had a split lip :(

so yeah, excitement abounded this weekend.

also, i think i have a soft spot for alien civilization theories.

Snake Mastaaaah!

based on actual events! The Griff likes to bother me while i play snake on my phone. i mean honestly, how am i going to become the snake master, if i can't have time to concentrate.

highest score so far, by the way, is 2064. yes, one day i shall be the Snake Master.

EDIT: if joo want to read the awesome comic, you're going to have to click on it...until i can figger out how to make it, like, readable :(

Of Wilson, WoW and Rants

hello there!

i've noticed something, it appears that the regularity of my blogging is directly linked to when my World of Warcraft account is down. i mean, its not that i don't want to write or anything...it's just theres alliance to be slain...and gold to be earned. (i wants my epic flying mount, wants it i say!)

anyhow, stuff's actually been happening, you know, in real life. shudder.

for example, last friday (why is it that most of the adventurous things happen when i'm drunk?) the gang went out...and traps was actually happening for once. i ended up hanging out with Betty and her friends for a while, which was alright, although i doubt that i was able to impress much. when albie is drunk he has two modes. dance and rant. honestly, now i that i look back at it, i'm pretty annoying to hang out with when i'm drunk, as wilson can attest to :P

it's also weird that i seem to be the only one who is able to piss wilson off. usually, he's a really friendly guy (except of course, when it comes to the alliance) like that time we to play pool, and he freaked out because i played a little trick with one of the balls. i mean, Arjay was playing with the balls too, and ol' Wil didn't seem to mind. in retrospect that paragraph can be read in a very suggestive way... so let me just affirm that there are "billiard balls" we're playing with here.

my irish accent also pissed him off once. i *think* it was that weekend where i stayed up with Griff all night drinking bourbon. once again, it slightly worries me that i can't pinpoint the excact weekend off the top of my head. my irish accent is also pretty strange, it seems to come out when i am inebriated...despite the fact that i'm only like, an eighth irish. also, it's a pretty bad accent. bad as in terrible, not bad as in good.

and then there are the rants. which are not very handy when trying to impress the fairer sex. for example, here is an exerpt from one of these rants:

albie: why would people just leave peanuts there unless they wanted people to be messed up, i mean, these are the most freaking spicy peanuts i've ever eaten, it's like some sort of bastard offspring of nut and lava. i'm just lucky all this lovely beer is here, to, y'know wash away the spiciness...(rant continues)

betty:...

lawrence: dude, what are you doing?

albie: talking about peanuts

lawrence: *smacks forehead*

i for one, think my rants are cute. anyone agree?

anyone...no?

so yeah, friday was fun ^_^

Awesome Drunken Adventures!

So i wasn't going to go out this weekend. On saturday i asked Noodle if there was anything she wanted to talk about. we beat around the bush for hours talking about monkeys and we decided to talk some more in the evening. This decision was made mainly because i had work to do. On saturday. Yes, my life is glamorous.

But this wasn't to be, my mate Lawrence was feeling depressed, so we decided to hit the town in full force, all the boys. i also made a promise to mate Griff, after we decided to go out. you see usually, i find a way to leave the party train before it gets too late, so that i can get some sleep and recover, and so that the hangover the next day isn't so bad. But Griff made me promise that i'd keep up with him that night.

I should never had made that promise.

To put it simply, Griff is crazy. when it comes to drinking i have yet to meet someone with an Iron Liver like his. We drank, then we drank, and then we drank some more. Also, we watched some 24.

is it just me, or is Jack Bauer the most kickass Counter Terrorist ever? If he was in Counter Strike everyone would pick him.

so it's five in the morning, and we finish the drinks, we're at Griffs house, and i am too drunk to go home. So i say my good mornings and knock out in the spare room. Hello drunken sleep.

two hours later, there is a cat in my face, meowing so freakin' loudly.

this wakes me up with a start, for one, i'm still drunk, i'm confused because i'm in a strange bed, and this cat is getting in the way of me sleeping. so i do what any normal man would do. i punch the cat as hard as i can.

what's weird about the whole thing is that Griff doesn't even have a freaking cat.

and that was my awesome weekend, and now i have an awesome hangover.

i need a girlfriend...