Im writing this article in a perpetual state of slumber.. Yes, im half asleep, and for good reason, since last night I was on a bus for a good part of 15 hours, travelling from Sydney, to my natural habitat, Brisbane. The following is a doodleboys memoirs over four days..

DAY ONE

This morning I got up at the ridiculous hour of 4:00am. My dad and I had to be at the train station by 5:15am to catch a train (naturally enough) into the city proper, to intercept our Brisbane-Sydney train. Of course, of all days it had to be news years day, and forgetting this vital information we missed our train! (Different times on public hols).

Upon inspection of the nearby Telstra Public Phone, which was stuffed, I whipped out my trusty company mobile phone, and called a cab quick shit..

Arriving at the city station, we proceeded to the train, and to our check-in point. Whilst in the que, our bloody luggage decided to go everywhere, so yeah, that pissed me off further..

On the train: My dad and I boarded the train without incident, though upon finding our seats, we also found a daft old lady sitting there.. We quickly shooed her away, only to see her go to another seat that wasn't hers!

We sat down.. The couple behind us had a screaming child.. From this point I could see the day had been cursed by the doodle-gods..

Hours and hours and hours later: The country never seems to change, ie. trees, trees, trees, trees, trees, trees, town, trees, trees, trees, trees, nudist, trees, hang on.. woops.. Yeah, soon enough I find myself wanting to the use the thunderbox. Upon finding it, I wish I hadn't.. Besides putting up with the rancid stench, I had to somehow strain the schlong whilst being thrown around like a stupid sloth a thunderous hail storm.. Not a pleasant experience..

I suppose the only good thing about the trip down was the chick in front of me.. She wasn't too bad, so that gave me something to put my mind on..

15 hours later, we finally arrive in Sydney. The god damn train station in like a maze. Having to find a train to the proper station required me straining my extensive knowledge of jibberish to the limits.. Somehow, we got to our Hotel, the Wynard Vista, without mishap after this utterly bodgy day..

DAY TWO

The big day! Today I was going down to the Museum of Contempory Art to attend a snazy doo, the launch of LOUD (A festival of youth in culture and the arts -- damn cool shit). Some of you may know of The Chickenator, which one a prize in LOUD, and hence me being in Sydney..

I turned up wearing my flash long sleave shirt, tie and good pants.. Upon entering the establishment, I said to the person at the door (official type person),

"Excuse me, do you know where the LOUD launch is thanks?"

"Uh, no, I've never heard of it, its not here, we've only got the Yves Klien exhibition I'm sorry", said the hapless door-person..

Feeling dejected, and well, rather silly, I left the place to wander around a bit.. I came back 15 mintues later to find the LOUD launch was infact on, and get this, right across the hall from the batty women that told me that it wasn't on..

Upon entering the large hall, I immediately felt a bit overdressed.. Everywhere I looked people were wearing 'down', going the alternative look that many young designers go for.. Heh.. Oh well..

Well, I found the guy that was the Online Co-ordinator, and one of the Noise editor's, Jacinta (who ended up being pretty nice). Heh.. The launch ended up being pretty cool, me handing out my trusty business cards every chance I got.

Later on there was an after launch party at some pub, with me downing free pizza and beer ;) That was pretty cool.. The rest of the day was spent doing nothing..

DAY THREE

Today my Dad and I wondered around the city of Sydney.. We tried to get into the big AMP Tower type thing, but couldn't cause it was 'too windy'..

Later on I met up with two Sydney sceners in the forms of oxidizer and cyrogenic. You may remember oxi from blade, being ascii co-ord. We all went and watched Alien Ressurection, which I might add, I loved.. (Plenty of gore and sci-fi action never amiss). That was all we pretty much did together, cause like, we were povo :)

DAY FOUR

Oh goody, the return home! The only problem was that I was going on a bloody bus for 15 hours. Well, when me and dad got on the bus, I went pleasantly surprised to see a nice chick in the opposite seat across the aisle, so that put a smile on my face.. Her legs and, oh boy.. :)

Trying to get to sleep on a bus would have to be the most annoying thing I've ever had to accomplish, cause once you actually find a bearable posisition and go to sleep, you awaken again to be even more tired.. Go figure..

Sydney was good and bad.. The trips sucked, but down there it was pretty cool.. The highlights were definitely the LOUD launch and finally meeting oxidizer and cryogenic..