So finally after about 12 days of working non-stop we meet our deadline.
Instead of hitting the bars, I´m due for dinenr and a DVD in Diemen again. We´re planning to see the rest of the Commitments.
There is a Taiwanese/American coupel coming roudn too. They were at the house warming party, so I´ve met them before. Obi Wan is as usual bouncing off the ceiling. I´m a little worse for ware and looking forward to my bed, but I accepted the invite to keep me out of the pub, and it worked.
We have a Bulgarian dish which seems to be a cross between mince and Tatties and Lasagne, it´s kind of stacked mince meat and potatoes. It really fills a hole, and I feel much better afterwards.
By now Obi Wan is showered and in bed,and we settle down to watch the Commitments. We stay awake past the first half hour this time and everyone agress that it´s a pretty good film. I head off early to look foward to my first long lie in weeks.
Showing posts with label Party. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Stormtroopers are all wife beating Kiwis
We are woken at 11am by a phone call from Kiwi Girl who is in a bar and asking if we want to come and watch the All Blacks play Australia. No Way. It's a long lie I'm after.
I get up around 2pm and make some pancakes for breakfast, and then watch "Once Were Warriors":

It's a rough gritty film about a Maori family living on the poverty line. It's got a very "real" wife beating scene. It stars Temuera Morrison:

One of the biggest Kiwi film stars, his face is familiar because he plays Jango Fett in Star Wars episode II:

Jango Fett is the man that they clone to make all the Stormtroopers. Which means that Stormtroopers must be wife beaters as well. I knew they were bad bastards(Quite literally).
After the film, we contemplate inviting people round for a dinner party, but a few phone calls later and the plans have shifted. Kiwi Girls has few people round for drinks, and we're gonna bring a few more and make it a party. So after dinner it's off to Coco's to meet the Pool Twins and Miss Germany before heading off to Kiwi Girl's flat in the Red Light District.:

On the way to the flat we go to the off license for supplies. It feels good walking through he streets holding a crate of beer. It's been a while since I did that - this feels like my student days again.
We get to the flat - it's gorgeous - pretty big for a canal house flat and in the middle of party central. No wonder Kiwi girl doesn't sleep, she lives bang in the centre of a 24 hour party.
We get there and sit for a few drinks we listen to/watch the following:
Pearl Jam - VS - Not my choice. Very rarely has someone else chosen Pearl Jam when I'm at a party:




Not my choice:


This is all while drinking and playing trivial pursuits, with only short intermissions for air guitar.
By the time it's the early hours, the rain is "stoatin af the grun"(i.e. Heavy), so we stay for beers until it goes off. It doesn't go off, but we eventually we go home anyway.
This "quiet" weekend is turning into a weekend where I don't see much daylight.
I get up around 2pm and make some pancakes for breakfast, and then watch "Once Were Warriors":

It's a rough gritty film about a Maori family living on the poverty line. It's got a very "real" wife beating scene. It stars Temuera Morrison:

One of the biggest Kiwi film stars, his face is familiar because he plays Jango Fett in Star Wars episode II:

Jango Fett is the man that they clone to make all the Stormtroopers. Which means that Stormtroopers must be wife beaters as well. I knew they were bad bastards(Quite literally).
After the film, we contemplate inviting people round for a dinner party, but a few phone calls later and the plans have shifted. Kiwi Girls has few people round for drinks, and we're gonna bring a few more and make it a party. So after dinner it's off to Coco's to meet the Pool Twins and Miss Germany before heading off to Kiwi Girl's flat in the Red Light District.:

On the way to the flat we go to the off license for supplies. It feels good walking through he streets holding a crate of beer. It's been a while since I did that - this feels like my student days again.
We get to the flat - it's gorgeous - pretty big for a canal house flat and in the middle of party central. No wonder Kiwi girl doesn't sleep, she lives bang in the centre of a 24 hour party.
We get there and sit for a few drinks we listen to/watch the following:
Pearl Jam - VS - Not my choice. Very rarely has someone else chosen Pearl Jam when I'm at a party:




Not my choice:


This is all while drinking and playing trivial pursuits, with only short intermissions for air guitar.
By the time it's the early hours, the rain is "stoatin af the grun"(i.e. Heavy), so we stay for beers until it goes off. It doesn't go off, but we eventually we go home anyway.
This "quiet" weekend is turning into a weekend where I don't see much daylight.
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Queens day continued
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