Perth and related shenanigans...
Well, I'm in Perth. Perth is great. I love Perth. Anyway, let's not get too teary now.
I'm in Perth for the wedding of my best friend from primary school, and he and his family have shown me overwhelming hospitality, for which I am eternally grateful.
Last weekend, we went up to Lancelin, 1h north of Perth where we engaged in minimalistic bucks party shenanigans. We filled several hundred water balloons and covered them with tomato and bbq sauce, before heading out to the sand dunes for an epic water fight. The team who ended up with both the thongs won. My team lost our thong early in the piece after a dominant run by our opposition, that tore apart our lines of defence. But there were still unpunctured water bombs, so the fight continued. A diversionary flanking resulted in one member making it to the opposition base, allowing him to lay hands on the prized footwear. Just before being splatted, he was able to unload his cargo into a bush, before returning to base, as specified by our rules of engagement. The flanking operation also was forced to return to base, having been saturated by bomb contents. The ensuing meeting of our team determined that we should repeat the previous manoeuver. This resulted in the successful collection of the cargo and return to base. The rest of the war was played out without the sacred footwear changing hands.
Anyway, the wedding is on Saturday, rehearsal is this evening, I leave just before midnight on Sunday and I catch up with family for Sunday lunch. I visited a whole bunch of family friends yesterday - none of whom recognised me at first! I also visited my old primary school, which has grown into quite an expansive campus - it is k-12, so it is quite significant. My visit coincided with the last day of school, so I was able to see some more family friends, and ran into the parents of one of my best mates from primary school.
Today, I rang a guy up from Rio Tinto, and sent off an application there. It will be interesting to see how that goes. There is some serious thought that has to go into what happens to me in the next few years. Anyway, pray for me if you would.
And the touch footy team had another good win on Wednesday night without me. So things are on the improve there. Next week we play the top team, so that'll be a really good challenge - we're second on the ladder at the moment.
As far as marks went - I get to graduate with upper second class honours on the 18th, so I'm quite proud of that, despite the fact that I was quite disappointed with my exam marks. They liked my thesis, and that was the thing that counted the most, so that's pretty cool.
Anyway, time to be sociable, so I'll hop off the computer now!
I'm in Perth for the wedding of my best friend from primary school, and he and his family have shown me overwhelming hospitality, for which I am eternally grateful.
Last weekend, we went up to Lancelin, 1h north of Perth where we engaged in minimalistic bucks party shenanigans. We filled several hundred water balloons and covered them with tomato and bbq sauce, before heading out to the sand dunes for an epic water fight. The team who ended up with both the thongs won. My team lost our thong early in the piece after a dominant run by our opposition, that tore apart our lines of defence. But there were still unpunctured water bombs, so the fight continued. A diversionary flanking resulted in one member making it to the opposition base, allowing him to lay hands on the prized footwear. Just before being splatted, he was able to unload his cargo into a bush, before returning to base, as specified by our rules of engagement. The flanking operation also was forced to return to base, having been saturated by bomb contents. The ensuing meeting of our team determined that we should repeat the previous manoeuver. This resulted in the successful collection of the cargo and return to base. The rest of the war was played out without the sacred footwear changing hands.
Anyway, the wedding is on Saturday, rehearsal is this evening, I leave just before midnight on Sunday and I catch up with family for Sunday lunch. I visited a whole bunch of family friends yesterday - none of whom recognised me at first! I also visited my old primary school, which has grown into quite an expansive campus - it is k-12, so it is quite significant. My visit coincided with the last day of school, so I was able to see some more family friends, and ran into the parents of one of my best mates from primary school.
Today, I rang a guy up from Rio Tinto, and sent off an application there. It will be interesting to see how that goes. There is some serious thought that has to go into what happens to me in the next few years. Anyway, pray for me if you would.
And the touch footy team had another good win on Wednesday night without me. So things are on the improve there. Next week we play the top team, so that'll be a really good challenge - we're second on the ladder at the moment.
As far as marks went - I get to graduate with upper second class honours on the 18th, so I'm quite proud of that, despite the fact that I was quite disappointed with my exam marks. They liked my thesis, and that was the thing that counted the most, so that's pretty cool.
Anyway, time to be sociable, so I'll hop off the computer now!
posted by BSJ-rom at 2:03 pm
2 Comments:
Upper second class honours, that's pretty good mate!
So the balloons were filled with water and then smeared with a selection of sauce? Nice and messy...
Messy is as messy does! We tried to fill some balloons with sauce, but that was a wee bit too inefficient, so we just went the smear.
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