The blue aussie street performer

After a day of chair moving and paperwork with Rachel (the greatest human in the building) and Huw I was released early from work. So i do a bit of shopping and cheque cashing and all my other jobs. On the way out i see a facinating Australian man with electric blue hair and an oversized flyswatter ("im australian, have you seen our spiders." - performer guy.)

In the performance he explained what his plans were (swallow the fly swatter, juggle swords) and before i could realise what happened i was chosen as a volenteer. He started off encouraging me to demonstraight sword swallowing without practice, which i didn't and gave him the look of concern he was working for. After that his orders became more realistic, passing him the blades when he asked he to.

After the initial fly swatter deepthroating (the handle part not the swatter) and swird juggling he got me to strangle him into a straightjacket, buckling him inside with him making a series of jokes that went over the kids heads but hit the adults well. "If you get the wrong buckle then the whole trick gets a bit less straight, and there are already rumours. Plus im being put into bondage by a man I've just met"

He got a kid involved (confessing it was for the adorable factor) and a chinese man without realising he spoke very little english, so that was an interesting barrier. After the jacket I wrapped him up in chains, paranoid that I'd screw up the trick for him while i ducked under and went over the foreigner (Stone, his name was Stone) 's chain tangling the aussie.

After a short speech about "in this world we need more laughter" that was half lipservice and half touching the performer did a series of squirming and weird dance moves, freeing himself from the chains in a flurry and holding his hat out for donations. So yeah, that was my tuesday.

17th birthday

On my 17th birthday i was a hurried mess of stickiness. The sunlight was cooking my business clothing and i was late to my first day of work experience. I had a flurry of new songs on my phone to fill the train trip and i'd called ahead to warn the company of my delay.

When i finally arrived i was sent to do busy work such as copying and pasting twitter bios into a word document with a bunch of middle aged office workers. They were charming and fun to be around but they weren't the jetsetting young people I was expecting when i signed up. I returned from my day disgruntled and sticky, roasted and certainly not in the mood for a fancy meal out.

Dad finally talked sense into me and we decided to go to a little italian place for a small meal and conversation. What we didn't realise is that it was band night in the local pizza place! Middle aged performers (dubbed "the mid life crisis" by my family) were playing easy listening next to us on a speaker the size of a small table! We ended up communicating via shouts and the notes app on dad's phone, laughing our heads off at how ironic the situation was and how suprisingly in tune the band was. To be honest it made my night go from a 4 to an 8.

The pizza was excellent to the point where I was moved to compliment the chef and I dont think I've laughed that hard in a long time!