Gee Whiz, I Just Ate A Couple A Kids

Fuck! It's amazing how long it can be between posts. So a quick cap:

I was an Interpol roadie
-I ate roadie food, I drank roadie food and I looked disdainfully at those fucking students, arrogant pricks
-I got a free pass to the gig, I ended up going halves on a door sale with Heather (yes there were 30, pays to be a roadie sometimes so you can find that stuff out) as she wanted to see the Demi Whores.
-Interpol were good but they too-often decended into sameyness, I asked Heather about it and quite a few times we had to ask ourselves if we'd heard that song earlier... Having said that they played well, the leadsingers vocals rocked. I liked The Shins better.

I spent the week postering (somewhere between 700-1000) building up to Thursday at the Quad. The band were there from 8am (11:30 start) and were all set-up by about 10:30 (we weren't rushing ;). We had the PA turn up just after 11 and Cortina at 11:20. Netherless the band were on at 11:50 so as to disrupt the kids as little as poss.
Anyone familiar with the Quad will know its like a big plastic\concrete block. It has some bad echo to it, and for a band to sound passable is a nice complement, the band sounded passable. Cortina were very loose\out of time, but by the time they got to "2001 Ways To Love Me" they were on fire. The finished as a tutor came out with arms waving and ranting about the noise, he went first to the guy videoing the show (don't ask why I have no idea) then to the soundman (who didn't give a fuck and was not the man to talk to as he kept on telling the tutor) all the while passing me (the one to talk to) and having no idea. This on top of the 200 striking staff who came for 5 minutes and then fucked off (did they want some lunch?) was a real kick in the nuts. We were trying to raise awareness of their issues (low wages being a biggie) and they couldn't give us the respect of waiting 30 minutes (we would have been happy to let them speak while the bands were playing) instead they walked off to do their own thing. Thanks a lot, going along with thier previous displays of solidarity and good strategy I can safely say AUS , in Wellington atleast have shot themselves in the foot. Instead of getting us battling lazys on, they've managed to get a lot of the people who care (6 of the 10 people infact) rethinking their support.

I've found a flat. Containing atleast one member of The Anticapitalist Alliance, Stephen Hay (Who won 1200 votes in the mayoral elections, hows that for popularity, specially on a stance of nationalising EVERYTHING) It's a nice place, either $70 for the small room or $100 for the bigger one if Chris from Goldenaxe wants to come.

Heather and I have gone further down on our roller coaster of love and dispair. We haven't ahhhhh done "It" in a while (measured in many weeks going on months) I don't do it, theres just nothing there aparently. That does lots for the old self confidence, the only thing keeping it up is that in Christchurch (by the way did I say I went down for my nana's funeral?) on the bus to the airport. I'm looking all too cool for Christchurch (too easy, even I can pull it off) and this girl's all like staring at me, trying to not making it obvious, but being totally obvious (come on, we've all been guilty) and compounding it by taking a pxt photo of my indie posuerness to ohhhh and ahhhh over with her friends the next day. Either that or she wanted a picture of the metal rail slightly above my head. My ego allows only one of those options.
So anyway it's just getting into a nightmare, just really cold and miserable. Were we too young to get into this? Am I really as cuntish as she says I am? Was it only because I didn't have any money to do stuff with her? On that note I applied to the parlimentary library for a position and I went in today for a typing and shelving test, here's to a job this time next week!