Theives and Hooligans

So. I lost my job.
Yep.
Its not surprising, I am beginning to become quite adept at losing my job.
I Went into work and had breakfast, afterwards was told that i had to get two people signed up to The Wilderness Society today or i would be fired.
Well, shit
Id only ever got 2 or more once, The odds werent high. I however went to work confident i could do it. This was the day that i was going to prove that i could keep this job. My heart swelled with pride in my work, ready for a new day!
Yeah. that lasted for an hour. Its sort of hard to keep up morale when every second person said that they would be dead before it mattered to them. Also we have these ipads that are supposed to help us put down peoples details but when i got someone wanting to sign up the ipad didnt work and she didnt have time.
Jesus why have you forsaken me so?
By 3pm i had pretty much given up and had begun just saying anything to get people to stop. Not a soul was stopping for my devilish good looks. So i decided to climb a tree.

James would try to stop people on the street by asking them whether they want Cameron to lose his home. I would then follow it up by shouting nature facts at them and trying to get them to stop.
Suprisingly it didn't work. At all.
I mean come on. There is a dude up a tree surely that is worth stopping for! So as you can see everyone walked past while i dined on leaves. No one cares about the humble tree hippy. I told one man if he didn't help save the endangered tree hippy there would be less hippies in the trees and more in the cities making the place smell.
I am one hell of a salesman.
So yeah, end of the day came and i had no sales. a bit of a quick end to a new job but well.. thats how it seems to go here.
The bright side of this is that i finally have enough money to get my busking license. I've paid for everything and i was told i had to show up at ten on monday. It also said that all members of the act must be there so i wrenched james from his bed so that he and i could perform for the bureaucrats. They weren't there at ten then moved it to twelve and didn't show up then because they had actually got the date wrong. Its next Monday which is frustrating because thats another week of performance that i cant get paid for.
I feel that i should probably go on strike due to these ridiculous work conditions. I imagine if i sit on the side of the road with a sign saying "The Melbourne Local Government are sort of pricks" I would get more money than actually busking.
We went busking this morning for about 2 hours and made a solid $3.50 It might have something to do with the fact that we were just improvising and between us we didn't know one song fully. But my primary school teacher told me that the fact i tried was what counts so i don't feel so bad.
Or atleast i did until i realised i was working for 90 cents and hour then i was like "daymn ms winter why you gotta be so wrong?" and she was like "Well daymn Cameron that doesn't really apply to modern life. All i was trying to do was make you feel better about the fact that your pirate ship in art class looked more like a turd than a nautical vessel"  Then i was all like "Thanks for your insight you bitch. Why are you even in my subconcious?" and she be all like " Repressed sexual tension probably" and then she vanished.

OH also these are pictures of my flat. Its pretty sweet.

Its a really nice place. Its like 30 mins to town and 5 minutes to the nearest Aldi (supermarket) They sell bottles of wine for $2.50 its nuts.
We also live next to a river. It has a rather large bridge over it and we took some pictures there.

I actually set my goatee on fire doing this picture. Instead of the goatee ending in a straight line at the bottom, one corner is singed into a curve. It looks more ridiculous than it did before.

 The video is well on its way! we have been getting some wonderful footage and soon i'll have a little portfolio video! :)
So i'd like to think i have a high tolerance to alcohol but as these things go you never know how often your toes touch the line until you go past it.
So I went on a date with a girl i had met at my old work, Grill'd, It started out well. The conversation flowed and we sunk some beer while yarning away outside. We had a few jugs at that place before leaving to find a park to chill out in. we bought a six pack and started drinking that.
It was around the fourth time i'd taken a leak in 20 minutes that i realised that i was actually pretty trashed. The girl i was with was an ardent feminist, vegan and general all round lefty. So in my eyes a pretty cool cat but the problem with finding someone that cares about this stuff as much as you do is that they know all the things you do and will pull you up on every fallacy you make.
My usual ease at talking spiraled down into a neverending cycle of bad sterotypes and just generally not finishing sentences.
When i was among the drunkest i was that day she started asking me why i wasn't vegan.
I knew it was coming, hell she told me she would talk about it at the start of the date, but boy i wasn't at all prepared.
She told me all the reasons why i couldn't be an enviromentalist while not being vegan and damn was she convincing. When it comes to discussing veganism Vegans have all the arguements. All of them.
I couldn't really do anything but agree. The only thing i bleated was something along the lines of "Meats pretty good though. A bit of meat never hurt anyone"
My face sort of sunk into the realistion of what i had said and she wasn't pleased.
But Cameron how do you get yourself out of this situation?
AH! i have the perfect line!
"look.. i'd like fully turn vegan for you. Cos like i should do it anyway yeah. i'd do it for you"
"That is possibly the worst reason you could ever have chosen to turn vegan. Thats really fucking weird too. what the fuck"

It was a pretty good date i'd say. I made some strong impressions. Made some strides in the dating field. Crashed and burnt worse than i have ever done before.
I crack the fuck up when i think about it. Whats done is done, but i still wish i had a little more style that day.

Graffiti is pretty sweet here.

Anyway Thats all i remember i wanted to write about.
Oh i was doing poi at the train station today and there was a bunch of school kids on the other platform watching me. When i stopped they applauded and hollered. IT was pretty cool i havent been applauded by a group that big in a while.
It was pleasant.

Anyway. thats the end.
If you want to read my flatmates blogs here they are.

Eric was once named Martha Stuarts number one fan by an internet poll on MSN.com. 93% of votes came from one IP address but Eric still claims he won by popular consensus. His hobbies include buying from Coles, picking up fine ladies and generally having one of the most bitching smiles this side of Tanzania.
http://wavesofoz.blogspot.com.au/

James has never once accepted that clouds are not solid and still claims that the problem is that no one has ever tried. He enjoys photography, nude modelling and crack. Also well known for his ability to make the same joke about my accent weekly.
http://xeyesandpeacesigns.blogspot.com.au/


Seeya guys!