Just finished another long shift at the bar,a good 11 hours tonight though.
The business and numbers side of the job I am still struggling to keep up with which isn't helped by the 1970's till we are using but I'm hoping I get to a point soon were I feel comfortable with it and can spend more time doing jobs outside the back office.
So yeah, how much can change in 2 weeks...
I was single, had Helen coming out from the UK to be with me. Now I'm seeing a girl from NZ called Portia, it's not officially but might aswell be, we've spent pretty much every night together and are doing couply stuff.
I was living in the hostel. I now have an ensuite room at Menz's place which is far bigger than the room I was living in at Zest.
The last 2 weeks has been a careful balance of getting used to managing a bar and trying to stay relatively sober so I'm in a good frame of mind the next day, moving to a new house and a social life which never seems to slow down.
Last Friday it was Rak's 30th birthday and all the boys (Raks, myself, Marc, Mark from Frienz, Ed Brown, Sam, Jason, Josh (who decided to suprise us all by coming back from Canada for a few weeks), Eddie and a few from Frienz who I don't know that well. We all had a few drinks at Frienz before getting a taxi to Bolliwood which is in NZ's top 5 Indian resaurants. Eddie was completely and utterly smashed at the meal which at first was amusing but soon turned into an embarassment but we love him for it. So not too long after ordering a table of sambuca shots, shouting oi sweetheart at the waitresses, telling the barman who to make his drinks and just being loud. He got told he had to eat his meal outside, Eddie bless him, couldn't remember if he could come inside to use the toilet so being a man of the world he just went on a car bonnet... parked right outside the restaurant. Apart from that the meal was amazing and I would definately go back there (http://www.bolliwood.co.nz/)
After the meal we jumped into a taxi and headed back to Frienz to meet up with the girls and get ready to go out. We were drinking on the roof and this is when Katy introduced me and Portia, I fancied her straight away but I havn't really been fussed as I thought Helen was coming out here. We all walked down to Snapdragon on the Viaduct just before it closed. It was here that I sat Charlotte from Frienz down because I was told that she was crying because I denied sleeping with her, now I was under the impression we were trying to keep it secret so thats why I did. We were talking most of the night really, including when we went to Danny Doolans. This is the point that I was taken by suprise. I had barely spoke to Portia but she had asked Katy about me and was it worth going for. Next minute i'm going back to the hostel with her and she ends up staying the night. As usual for me the rumors are rife and everyones making a big deal out of it, something I've had to get used to here and can only apologize if girls don't like all the talk.
Me and Portia arranged to meet up the night after at Ed's place for another little party for rak's 30th. I was too knackered after work so I just went straight back to the hostel and passed out.
Tuesday I moved into Menz's place but only for a short time 'cos I had work later. The place is real nice. It's got 3 floors, the 1st is the garage and my room. the 2nd is the living room, kitchen and a small outside decking. 3rd floor is the master bedroom, another which Gaz is in and a bathroom.
Wednesday me and Portia met up after work as we had been speaking to eachother pretty much non stop on facebook. We went down to Forte, only place I knew that we wouldnt really be seen and its still fairly cheap. We left and went back to mine where she stayed the night. Again we arranged to meet up once I had finished work and we just watched movies and talked at mine all night. Friday was the same but Saturday she went back to Hamilton for the night to see some friends. I took this opportunity to go and get smashed at the camel for my first official weekend in charge... I was home at midnight... go hard or go home, or in my case, go hard and then stumble home with a kebab!
Sunday was a mare of a day as I had all the end of month reports to do which I found out I have done wrong anyway!
Poria has just moved back into her dads place in South Auckland so I havn't seen her for a couple of nights but lucky me, she's bringing me dinner to work tomorrow night, aswell as a new bed (gaz sold mine... dick!) and a TV! She is pretty awesome, buys me breakfast, drives me around everywhere and puts up with my dry sarcastic humor. Let's just try not to fuck this one up hey haha
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