Yesterday, less than 2 weeks after I had placed a raincheck on an iPhone 3G at Optus World in West Perth, I received a call from them telling me that my phone has arrived in the shop. I was very pleasantly surprised because I had anticipated a 3-week wait.
When I got to the shop, I told them about that. And the woman serving me said, “Yeah we just had a big shipment.” Then she corrected herself, “Ok when I said ‘big’, I meant 4.” Heheh.
On the train ride home, I soon realised the one big benefit that I had wanted from the phone. Whilst surfing the net, my stop had arrived quicker than it has felt in the past. Killed time? Hell yeah.
When I got home, I played with the iPod side of things. No complains here, it’s an iPod touch. Sweet!
Pretty soon I was dragging and dropping songs from my computer onto the phone. And then I started ripping CDs too. I ripped CDs that I thought would be enjoyable for my daily commute. Before long, I was digging out dusty old CDs that had been lying in my stacks, neglected in the past but ready to be enjoyed once more.
I can see my hard disk space been eaten up very quickly if I keep up with the ripping. It’s got a little bit too addictive at one point that I had to pull myself away from the computer. It felt like I had wanted to cram in as much stuff as I could.
The touch screen is awesome to use but I still have to get used to the virtual keyboard. Typing in a text message is kinda awkward. It made me feel like I have fat fingers when my hands are tiny. And I can see it being a problem whilst being intoxicated in a bar or club. So I’m thinking that I will probably use my Nokia 6280 on the weekends and the iPhone during the working week. Best of both worlds!
Hed Kandi came back to Capitol last night with DJs Jack McCord and Steve Divine, who were supported by locals Rob Sharp and Damir. The night built up slowly starting from progressive and then moving to a fantastic back and forth switching of hard house and hard trance. Woo, now that’s what I’m talking about! I had a great workout. Yay!
The night was almost marred by a very brutal brawl which saw all eight bouncers of the venue in the fray and someone’s face being cut open by broken glass. There was blood and scores of terrified party-goers running away from the epicentre. It’s a bit bad but the first thing that I thought was:
Fuck, the cops are gonna come and stop the party!
Luckily, that didn’t happen. Heh. Well, geesus I really don’t understand all these macho aggressive types who start trouble in nightclubs. I really don’t. They pay good money to come see an event and they hurt themselves and others and get kicked out in the process. Is that value for money? Is that fun? I think not. And if it was over a girl, it’s even more stupid.
Anyways, thankfully it was a short interlude and my overall experience of the night was still excellent. Most people were friendly and smiling, and the pretty ladies were out in force. So yeah the night? It be awesome.
Two random thoughts occured to me during the night:
If more people were on ecstasy, I think there’d be less ugly incidences like what happened. Anyone on ecstasy would be too lovey dovey and euphoric to care about anything else but the music and dancing. Alcohol makes some people terribly aggressive and violent and it’s scary. And yet one substance is legal, and the other isn’t. Hmm.
When one needs to cross a crowded night club, it is best to walk behind the smoking hot blonde in the tight little black dress and heels who parts the crowd like Moses parted the Red Sea.
The title says it all – Bert and Ernie gangsta raps to M.O.P.’s Ante Up, thanks to clever Youtuber, stianhafstad who mashed this up. The syncing is freaking awesome. Just in time for the weekend too!
shooters at Bellini Room, St James Powerhouse, Singapore
I was talking to Blinkymummy on the weekend when she mentioned that she was concerned for me. She felt that I sounded depressed and different based on some of my recent posts and our conversations. I had told her not to worry and that it was nothing of the sort, but I did admit to being more tired and stressed since I’ve started the new job.
I’ve mentioned this previously and that is despite the occasional weekend shift work and increased tiredness now, I would still go out and have myself a manic weekend. Which had prompted both BM and my mother to ask me the same question,
Must you go out every weekend? Can’t you stay at home and rest?
To that I answered, it is because of the tiredness and the mental stress from work that I feel compelled to let loose on the weekend. Especially now with my new job where I’m handling a higher volume of queries and complaints. On any given week, I’m bound to deal with at least 3 or 4 difficult customers. It takes only one to stuff up my entire day. And on some days like today, I’d dealt with two such customers.
I try hard not to take it personally, or let it affect me. But it’s an effort. It’s an effort to try and relax and forget about it once I get home. Despite me going back to a comfortable home, to my family and my dog, and me being a happy person most of the time, it’s an effort nonetheless. And anything that takes effort is exhausting. It’s enough to give me a headache. How bloody ironic.
So yeah, I indulge and I imbibe on the weekends. Although I understand that my weekend escapades are taking its own toll on my body and mind, I only live once, and youth is fleeting. I’ll find more sedate forms of recreation later. Hopefully much later.
The freezing temperatures made me ache for body warmth. It made me count the money in my wallet and contemplate going to a brothel. But I fought the urge and drove home as quick as I can, lest I succumb mid-journey. Nissan Skyline for the win!
I got home but it was too cold to have a cold shower. So I had some porn instead. Porn is good. Porn saved me half an hour for $180. Yay porn!
Being cold and single? That’s the exact picture that I’ve just painted.
Well that was quick. 1 day after I felt like getting one, I decided to have a day to think about it. I always do for major purchases. This way, I make sure that I’m not getting it on impulse and that I give it some time to research my options.
I scoured blogs and searched for objective and Australian-relevant reviews. It was kinda hard because there are so many gushing fanbois out there – I swear I could feel the stickiness of their spontaneous jizz just from reading their posts.
I was already sold on the features – I like the fact that I’m getting an iPod, mobile internet and a mobile phone in one package, but I have no idea about which company I wanted to sign up with. Luckily for me, one of my daily reads the Sydney Morning Herald had an excellent review of the bewildering number of plans from three telcos (Telstra, Optus, and Vodafone) for the iPhone 3G. In this aspect, Australia is really spoilt for choice and we’ve still got one more telco company, 3 Mobile desperately trying to petition Apple to allow them to sell the phones.
Telstra had the worst offers and Vodafone is par with Optus, depending on your needs. I was already an Optus customer and I was interested in staying on my current plan, and it became a no-brainer. It was near the end of my existing 24-month contract and I was always going to upgrade my phone at zero cost anyway. I only had to add $7 per month on my current plan over 24 months to get the iPhone. And I’d justified it to myself thus: that’s a bloody cheap way to get an iPod touch at the same time.
So, 4 days after I felt like getting one, I did. But the store ran out of stock and they’ve given me a raincheck – I was told that some of those who had wanted one on launch day last Friday are ahead of me. Oh well. Now I just gotta wait.
