A sneaking i will go...

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Originally uploaded by jases.

Even though my spirit is being steadily crushed by the amount of rejections for snow jobs that i'm getting, i'm still the proud owner of some brand spankin' Northwave Legend snowboard boots.
Lately i've been trying to break in my new preciouses by wearing them around the house.
The only problem is, I generally get home after midnight. I strap on the boots and mooch around, generally watching scrubs. When I have to go into the bathroom, I have to go past my 2 housemates bedrooms. And you dont realise til you're trying to be sneaky how fucking loud these things are! You try to creep around and they squeak, creak, moan and scuff like dirty old men.
So far I havent woken anyone up. Or if i have, they havent come out of their room to see me parading around the house in my giant black boots.
Kinda queer...
-j

Bye Bye Buller

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Originally uploaded by jases.

Today, after heading to Melbourne for interviews and waiting with baited breath for 2 weeks, I finally got a response from one of the ski resorts about my job application.
And no, I didnt get it.
It's weird. I've never really had that much trouble getting jobs before. I see myself as pretty cluey and easy to get along with, and in customer service jobs, isnt that what you're after? I also thought the interviews went pretty well. I stubbed my cigarette out, put it behind my ear, loosened my sweatpants, and strolled in, thongs a'flappin' with an air of confidence and body odour. I had that shit in a bag!
Not really.
Well there must be a lot of applicants out there a damn sight better than I. Today I also got a letter from Hotham telling me that i'd wasted my time and money getting the train up to Melbourne and turning up to an interview.
I'm still waiting on one or two more applications that I threw out there, but just quietly, I wouldnt be suprised if it call comes to nought. I've quit jobs, resisted looking for new ones, spent my spare money on snow clothes, and told everyone what I was doing I was that sure i'd land one. I have nothing holding me here right now! I cant see anyone else who could more easily shift his shit up to the snow for a season.
I just got my hopes up so high for these jobs. I've applied at 6 separate mountains, and for nothing to come of it with less than a month to go until the snow season is just so fucking depressing.
-j

Harness the awesome power of Tomatoes!

Until I googled it, I never realised that V8 vege juice came in a can. Just the thought of carbonated tomato juice is somewhat unnerving. Even if it were available here (I assume this is an America only thing) I couldn't see myself coming home from a hard days work in the 'mine and cracking open an ice cold can of bubbly tomato juice.
I currently drink the un-carbonated, un-unnatural variety to balance out, in my own head, my own atrocious diet of kebabs, pies, and very little in the way of legitimate healthy food. Last I heard, an orange gobstopper does NOT replace an orange in terms of vitamins and nutrients.
Also, i'm mildly scared that i'll develop scurvy if I dont start treating my body with more respect than your average crack-whore or skateboarder.
I have started going to the gym though. Soon, every one of my readers will get a ticket to the gun-show.
BAM.
-j