Yarr!  Today be September 19th, and ye know what that means, yo mangy curs!

It be talk like a Pirate Day!  Yarrr!  And my name for ye scurvy land lubbers who don’t know is The Lone Drinker!  I got me name back when I was a youngin’.  Instead of being suckled with milk, me Mam gave me whiskey!

Ye know what really skittles my scampers?  Cohorts who come a plundering right next to ye, when they know damn well they’ve got a cold!  Woke up this morning, spread out on the poop deck, with spittle on me lip and a blocked nose!  Yarr!  And me throat’s killing me, but I got an old family recipe to quieten that down.  RUM!

And I’ve had enough of typing like a pirate.  Yarr.

I’m going to see Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby tomorrow night.  It should be good.  I’m going and seeing it with a mate of mine named JoAnn from the Gold Coast.  I was interested in her about a month ago, but since then, circumstances have changed.

Amber’s coming over in April of next year, and I couldn’t be happier.  She was telling me this morning that when she was asked who she’d be staying with in Australia, she just replied ‘My Boyfriend’.  So, you know, that’s that.  On the weekend we exchanged ‘I Love Yous’ for the first time in over a year, and it felt great.

I’ve always said, and Tristan can vouch for me on this one, that Amber is my perfect girl.  We may not have exactly the same interests, and we may not agree all the time, but what long lasting couple doesn’t?  And I figure, if 85% of a relationship is based on communication, we’ll be more than fine.  We’ve been relying on communication for the past six years and we’re stronger than ever.

So now it’s just a waiting and a saving game until April of next year.  I think the plan is that she’ll be staying here for a year, and then I’ll be going back over to Canada to her for a year.  So I’ve got to get saving too.

And I also want to look hot for her when she gets over here, so I’ll be gymming it quite a bit and eating healthy.  If any of my mates suggest pizza, maccas, hungry jacks or KFC, I’m gonna keel haul them.

YARRRR!

I’m going to make it a daily thing where I come here and post what I’ve eaten, what I’ve done for exercise etc, and make myself accountable.  I’ll also post on weight loss or gain that happens.

Oh and last night I talked to one of the boys from Emporium on MSN.  I’m not sure which one it was though, I should have asked.  The first thing he said was ‘Hey I remember you from Hervey Bay!  You’re in Brissie now right?’ and then we got to talking about music and stuff, which is mainly what I talk about nowadays.

I’m going to Chris and Cassy’s wedding this weekend.  I’m so psyched.  I’ll get to wear an awesome sexy suit!  It’ll be pure black with a hot pink tie.  I want pictures of that ASAP so I can put decent pictures of me on all of my various profiles.

And my god I’m getting a fucking headache.  I hate, hate, hate people who come to work when they’re sick!  Stay home and let the rest of us stay healthy, god damn it!  I’m just a little pissed at the moment because I only JUST got over a chest infection, and I’m not too keen to try that experience again.  And yes, I do realise the irony of ME showing up for work today, so shut up.