The definition of ironic is...

People aplogising after they swear in front of me. One of these days I'm going to pick my moment and respond with 'Why do people always do that? Its so fucking iritating!' Just to see the expressions on their faces.
That is all.

Blue at my house tonight

I put the dishes out. They were used at a bbq of my housemates 2 weeks ago, cleaned by his guests, and then left there... sitting in my cockroachey kitchen since then. I have asked him to clean them, and waited, and asked, and waited, and given reasons, and waited... Get the picture? Then he's had dirty pots on the sink for 3 nights, and the roaches are just loving it. I figure there's nothing outside that will run over them thats worse than what will run over them inside. I didn't think that he'd do them, and I wasn't going to look at them any longer. I also figure that he's going to be really unhappy about it. But I could care less. No, wait. I couldn't. Ah well. So anybody think I've done this the wrong way?
Oh my God my cat just jumped into a window! Not just jumped. She was sitting there and then she just kinda bounded into the glass. I know she was trying to get her reflection to play, but it was as funny as hell.
Enough from me tonight.
Actually not quite. I just got the news that one of my best friends got into Law, starting next semester. I knew he could do it. With enough course changes he'd get there eventually. Congratulations Leigh!!!
Now thats enough.

So not much has happened of note lately. But I thought I should post anyway. Just to let people know that I am alive. Rachel came down yesterday. Drove down in my car. Made it to Sydney... and got lost. And while she's lost the car stops. Just like that. Broom broom click... stop. Going uphill on a one way street somewhere in south Sydney. Crap. So about 3.15 I get a phone call 'Steeeeph... the car's stopped and I can't get it to start again... and I'm lost.' Cuh-rap. So I find a sydways and manage to locate where she is, and even give her directions to where she's gotta go. I feel so proud of myself.
Later on I get a call 'I'm on the M4 Motorway and I'm heading to Parramatta.... Didn't you say not to get on the M4? Can you give me directions?' So I stepped up to the plate, picked up the bat, swung and... HIT!!!! Directed her here. Im so proud of myself.
So now my cat and Tuesday are down here with me. I actually surprised myself with how much I missed Tues. I was so happy to see her. I've been spoiling her rotten.
Not much else to report. Had today off. Did shit all. Looking forward to work tomorrow. Sad but true. I still remember what its like to have nothing to do all day too well. *shudder*

My first sydney friend... is a crook

Makes me feel great right now. I found out yesterday that the 'Uncle' Mick that I referred to in previous posts is a con man. He bought a car, paid for it with a dodgy cheque that bounced. Two days later he sells it for $35000 and does a runner. Apparently the owners of the car yard he bought the car from are pretty damn pissed (understandably) and have been at the boarding house with the police a couple of times over the last week. They've been to where he said he works, but they haven't heard of him.
Normally I'd be pretty shocked at this but when Vince told me about it he also mentioned that most people at the boarding house seem to think that he's my dad. So all of the friends I've made in Sydney think that I was in on it, and I haven't heard of anybody who wants to stay in touch. So I'm sorta back to square one. Just moved to Sydney, and have no friends, no social outlet apart from work. It can only get better from here.