This past week has somewhat felt like I've been on tour with some rock 'n roll band. Truth be told its been far less exciting (let alone glamours) but it has been a bloody long week. It has only been a couple of trips to and from Melbourne, but it has taken its toll.
One of those two trips didn't really finish till 5am last Tuesday night (okay well into Wednesday morning) myself and a couple of mates went down to the midnight screening of Transformers 3: Dark Of The Moon (has Pink Floyd copyrighted one of those words??) The movie itself was okay. But i'll get to that later (this is sound very How I Met Your Mother right now.....)
The first leg of my long week begins at 8:15 or 8:20 I was probably a little late for work. We had to end up going over to Tatura which is about a 30 minute drive, the day was going along quite well till about 3pm when the shit hit the fan. Pretty much our whole days work was destoryed by some dodgy equipment. GREAT! It was actually one of the worst days I've had at this job, but there was nothing we could really do about the whole situation, except....start again, or come home! Thankfully, we came back to the office. I'll admit to being pretty annoyed after I got home, had quick shower, packed a little and mum dropped me off at my mates place. But it was all quickly forgotten about once we were on the road.
The two hour drive to Melbourne is much better when you aren't driving solo. Navigating Kelv around the city kept me busy (and took a few years off my life) We did manage to only stuff up one turn, and even that wasn't such a big deal. We arrived alive, we are definitely better than Tiger Airways. Quick dinner at Gril'd, went for a round of bowling and before you could spell Megatron it was 11pm, and we were on our way to IMAX.
Much happier this time around the cinema has introduced reserved seating. Much better than last time, when it was a bit of a free-for-all, controlled chaos, but it meant rocking up at 10am to line up, rather than 11:30, buy your Popcorn ect and then queue for the better part of two hours trying to secure a spot not in the first half doezn rows. I'll skip a complete review of the movie because thats not what this entry is mainly about. But here's a snippet:
The first one is always gonna remain my favourite I think. The second one has some good transformer scenes, but the script is basically shithouse. However the third and possibly (maybe hopefully) final installment from Micheal Bay was a massive improvement over #2. Some of it annoyed me greatly, but there is a new U2 song in there, even that was strange the track does not appear on the soundtrack but gets more airtime than some of the actual tracks on the soundtrack. These movies are turning into some sort of clusterfuck. I would love to hear a studio version of "North Star".
At the end of the day its just giant robots blowing shit up, whats not to love?
Finally the movie concludes at about 2:45am, said farewell to my mates traveling back to Shepparton, into another car and out to Melbourne's eastern suburbs. The fiance is on night shift was "mummysitting" (with out explaining too much, because that's not my place..she's unwell) So she's at least half awake when I roll into bed about 3:45am, its well after 5 when I truly roll off to sleep and 11 when i'm awoken. Pretty much wasting the rest of the day, I'm back on another train at 4:45 in the afternoon, then on route back to Shepp at 6:30pm.
On the train ride home I am occampained by my iPad, and I watch "Unknown" with Liam Neeson, January Jones et al, its okay. Not really my cuppa tea in the end, the story shifts a bit too much. Home by 9:15 (what timezit in the world?) There is no dinner. Great. I'll attempt to cook macaroni myself, it turns out already, not my finest work. The rest of the week is pretty busy at work but its not long before finding myself on another train at 4ish in the arvo on Friday headed back to Melbourne.
For this train trip I'm greeted by Gran Turino to watch on the iPad, which I pretty much love from start to finish, one of the best movies I've ever seen, will definitely be buying this one on blu-ray eventually. So that kills most of the train trip, and I finally look out the window only to see North Melbourne station, festival hall and we have arrived, brilliant! I meet up with a few people I know from Interference, whom I haven't really caught up with since the Tim Finn gig back in February. God, that was the last concert I'd been too! I suck. It's good to catch up, and we once again (for me at least) have Gril'd again for dinner. (Convinced myself to try something different though.)
The rest of the weekend went by fairly quick. There wasn't a hell of a lot of sleep had, we went over to visit family who lived about 20 minutes from Nicoles place, that was about as eventful as things got. The weather was too miserable otherwise, for Sunday at least. Wet and miserable. Was no soon back onto the second last train I hope to see for a few weeks back into the city, the Shepparton train looked like it might have been a little bit delayed as the PA announcement told us there was a "technical problem" but we ended up leaving pretty much on time. Home again jigaty jig, no dinner again, out to the supermarket again, a lovely microwave meal filled the void. Back to work Monday.
So that's my story of the last seven days. I hope things are a bit quieter for the next week.
