h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Well I've been saving up some money to go overseas, during my study break, but then my Russian invited me to go to the Mudvayne concert in Auckland with him, so now I'm back to having no savings, again.

The concert was on tuesday night, and had a surprisingly good turnout given that it was a weeknight. It was probably the most crushed I've ever been in a moshpit - to the point where actual moshing was mostly impossible, and the crowd just sort of jumped up and down as one entity, because individuals in the crowd didn't really have any choice in the matter.

Wait, let's try this in chronological order...

On tuesday night, one week before the concert, I received an e-mail, at about 10:20pm, from my Dwarf, C, who's been overseas being a professional vagabond in Europe for the last two years. The e-mail said "I'll be in Auckland on wednesday." Cue much swearing. If I'd received the e-mail only ten minutes earlier, I could probably have organised to meet him at the airport.
As it was, I had no confirmation that my assumption was correct in that by 'wednesday' he meant 'tomorrow', until I recieved a text from my ex-flatmate who now lives in Auckland, inviting me to a dinner at their place on saturday, "and by the way we have a C".

Cue transport issues.
At 4pm on saturday, after having been sent very helpful texts from C saying that I "could get a lift with R, his number is..." after R had already left the city ()... I gave up on seeing C that weekend.
Ten minutes later, my phone rang. A friend of a friend had heard that I wanted to get to Auckland, and was keen for a mission up as long as it was okay for him to come to the gathering too, and hopefully we could go into town (dancing) as well. Half an hour later, we were on our way.
Needless to say, the hosts were surprised to see me, since the last they'd heard I wasn't going to be able to make it, and I hadn't been able to let them know otherwise since in my haste I'd left my phone charging at home. Good thing I'd memorised their address.

Saw ex-flatmates - first time I'd seen them since their wedding last year. Saw their baby, now a few months old. This was a little scary since I was literally there when they first met. I'm getting old.
Saw my Dwarf. Saw my other dwarf, who was my trainer for years, and is now married despite saying he would never get married. I'm getting old.
Saw my elf, who is also an ex-flatmate, from the same flat and the same time as the other two. Scared my driver (friend-of-a-friend) by describing the incestuous-sounding relationships between all of these people. (I come from Hamilton, these sort of descriptions happen all the time. Vis: The elf, R, the one I could have got a lift with if I'd known earlier, has two kids. The mother of his kids, L, is ex-flatmate number 1's sister, and used to go out with Other Dwarf, P. R now screams P's name in bed with L, just to annoy her. P used to do the same, screaming R's name. These are the kind of mad shinnanegin's I used to have to put up with while living with them. )

Went into town with C, the woman who was his last girlfriend in New Zealand, and my driver. Cue moshing. I like voodoo lounge. It's fun to mosh there. Somehow it's not really the same without C moshing beside me.

P had made me promise to drag C back to the gathering within two hours, in order not to kill the party. Managed to get C back again four hours later, party was dead. Damn.
Got driven back to Hamilton very early in the morning, just late enough to be blinded by the sunrise on the way back.
Driver very expressive about how much fun he'd had, and how much he liked the people he'd met. I like that. The two of us will go up for more random moshing missions at some unknown stage in the future.

Skip forward to this tuesday; different party, different set of people. Had organised to be driven up by my friend M, because she was going to the concert too. We picked up the Russian from the airport on the way up.
Unfortunately she was driving back again that same evening, because her boyfriend was up from Wellington and they wanted to spend some time together. And they didn't really have a place to stay anyway.
So I organised a bus ticket so that I could stay overnight and still get home again, because I wanted to hang out with my Russian for as long as possible, and also my Dwarf, I discovered later.

Now it's important to mention that my Russian and my Dwarf hadn't actually met yet, at this point. I met my Russian about three years ago when I was living in Wellington, and by the time I'd moved back here again I'd only seen my Dwarf once more, and that was at his going away party two years ago.
The Russian bought the Dwarf a ticket to the concert, which I may never forget.
They met at about 6pm on the main street of Auckland, as I was walking with the Russian one way, and the Dwarf was randomly walking the other. We went and gathered with various other people, and drank some. Then the Russian, the Dwarf, our friend J, and I went for dinner, which was flamin' tasty Japanese stuff I can't remember the name of, and we had sake. The Dwarf invited J and the Russian to his homecoming party in two years, which he'd already asked me to help organise.
Considering it's invitation only, it's quite impressive that he invited them less than two hours after first meeting them. That just goes to show the quality of my friends, I guess.

So anyway, concert happened, it was great. Lost the dwarf before the concert, and didn't find him again until afterwards, which was a bit stink 'coz it meant I didn't get to mosh beside him. But he had fun and so did I, so never mind.
I started out next to the Russian, but got too far away from him to keep track before too long, due to the motion of the crowd. He had fun and so did I, so never mind.

We went into Voodoo after the concert, moshed a little more. Drank a little more. Talked a bit about stuff. Got a feed. Got a taxi. Went to J's place, she was waiting for us to arrive. It probably would have been a lot easier if I'd taken my eftpos card to the concert with me, but with a bit of funds shuffling everything worked out okay. Unfortunately J had work early in the morning, so we didn't get to chat for long before we had to get organised and bedded. Sleep happened. We walked to the suburb centre for breakfast the next morning, where I found out I hadn't been paid yet. Damn. Cought a bus into the city, browsed a bit, said goodbye to the Dwarf, went to the bus station, said goodbye to the Russian, got on the bus, and came home randomly sitting next to another friend who had also been up for the concert.

Got home, and felt lonely. Went to bed. Woke up far too early, had an exam. Came into computer lab. Time is now synchonised with the telling.
Unfortunately I now have to go to work, which is why the last few paragraphs have been so bulleted. Sorry if that makes it hard to read, but I wanted to get it all down while it's fresh.

Big hugs to all my friends. I'm feeling quite soppy now, since it's rare for me to see a single good friend, let alone have several of them so recently in my memory. I wish they knew how much I love them.

Big hugs to all. Gotta go.

then tell them jerms..... tell them how much you love them

Phew, complicated . Didn't realise you were NZ, thought you were US for some reason. Mudvayne are good, would love to see 'em.

Wasabi?

"then tell them jerms..... tell them how much you love them"

Yeah I second that!

What Wasabi or telling them how much you love them.

What the heck is a "Wasabi"?

A very pungent green Japanese condiment made from the root of the herb "Eutrema wasabi".
OR a monastry thats been raised to the ground, now how silly is that raise it to the ground ,suppose creep up behind it and go boo so it jumps themfalls down

When I made sushi in school (How crazy am I) I went round with wasabi saying here try this its well nice.

Hehehehe.


I also did kidneys which made all the girls scream.

i made sushi at school once

i dont like the stuff though so i let my friends eat it for me.
it was fun to make though.

No-one would touch my sushi.

Also, sushi is the only food not to be eaten with BBQ sauce.

ewww.... sushi....
ewwww.... sushi with bbq sauce.....

Yeah I can't eat it even to this day.

Chinese food however...

Is good, but never filling enough.

Pizza should also not be eaten with BBQ sauce, as should burritos and baked potatos. Or Brownies. Potato Salad. Sandwiches. Pancakes. Waffles. Ice Cream. Scrambled Eggs. Eggs Mexi-Caly. Chilli Dogs. Chilli.........

I disagree. There was a time when ALL of those would be eaten with BBQ sauce.

Which is more filling, Chinese or Indian?

Don't know, I've never had Indian food. I'd like to try a Curry though.

*Faints with shock*

*recovers and says Never had an Indian Before Passing out Again*

Never had an Indian?

*Passes out*

*Considers answering but decides it wouldn't do any good while Job is in his unconcious state.* *Leaves a post-it note that sayse "No" in his hand.*