*muffle* LET ME *muffle* fucki*muffle* PANTS! *muffle* I swear t-*muffle* kill y- *muffle*
Monday, 10 September 2012
Not a hell of alot
CVs fucking everywhere.
Thats what my day consisted of.
I have walked from shop to shop all around Melbourne telling people how i'm a team player who loves talking to people and would sincerely like to not have to suck dick to keep myself alive.
I find it pretty important to state that why it is necessary that they give me a job.
I handed out twenty CVs today. to all sorts of funky cafes and shops down brunswick street.
I would reallyt love to show you guys some pictures but at the moment im not sure whether or not my camera works because i found a fucking camera on the ground.
I mean its all scratched up and has no SD card but there is a possibility that it does actually work. It looks pretty fucking good too.
So perhaps this blog will actually start to become what i want it to be with me taking pictures of hannuman everywhere.
I've found these elephants all over town. apparently there are fifty of them. i hope to find all of them by stumbling across them from time to time.
Hannuman doesn't like elephants because indians revere them more than they revere him and he thinks they steal his street cred with the divine.
anyway. i didnt do much today. just opened a bank account and handed out CVs
On my way home i was on the train and a girl sat infront of me. she had dreads here and there with beads in them, hippy pants and shittons of bracelets. she was singing so i asked her what she was singing "anything" she said and we started talking about... well.. anything.
When it came to my stop she told me that i was a nice person and should have this>>>>
It has little men carved into the beads.
We hugged and said goodbye to eachother. It really made my day.
Her name was Mia and i doubt i'll ever see her again. But it was nice and i cherish the kindness people bestow on strangers.
Thats all for today.
Seeya tomorrow.
p.s. didnt let hannu out of his pants today
Thats what my day consisted of.
I have walked from shop to shop all around Melbourne telling people how i'm a team player who loves talking to people and would sincerely like to not have to suck dick to keep myself alive.
I find it pretty important to state that why it is necessary that they give me a job.
I handed out twenty CVs today. to all sorts of funky cafes and shops down brunswick street.
I would reallyt love to show you guys some pictures but at the moment im not sure whether or not my camera works because i found a fucking camera on the ground.
I mean its all scratched up and has no SD card but there is a possibility that it does actually work. It looks pretty fucking good too.
So perhaps this blog will actually start to become what i want it to be with me taking pictures of hannuman everywhere.
I've found these elephants all over town. apparently there are fifty of them. i hope to find all of them by stumbling across them from time to time.
Hannuman doesn't like elephants because indians revere them more than they revere him and he thinks they steal his street cred with the divine.
anyway. i didnt do much today. just opened a bank account and handed out CVs
On my way home i was on the train and a girl sat infront of me. she had dreads here and there with beads in them, hippy pants and shittons of bracelets. she was singing so i asked her what she was singing "anything" she said and we started talking about... well.. anything.When it came to my stop she told me that i was a nice person and should have this>>>>
It has little men carved into the beads.
We hugged and said goodbye to eachother. It really made my day.
Her name was Mia and i doubt i'll ever see her again. But it was nice and i cherish the kindness people bestow on strangers.
Thats all for today.
Seeya tomorrow.
p.s. didnt let hannu out of his pants today
Sunday, 9 September 2012
My name is Hannuman and for the last few days i have been wrapped up in Camerons pants.
It is a horrific place. Camerons pants. He tells me it is for my protection. He tells me that i might smash if i were to be left in the bag uncovered by pants. He is a liar and only uses me for my devilish good looks and bright orange charm. It is painful, yes, but i am the god of courage and i will continue onward.
Atleast he let rest under this bitching tree on my brief reprieves from his stankass.
I will be talking to you guys later.
Courage be with you
Hannuman
It is a horrific place. Camerons pants. He tells me it is for my protection. He tells me that i might smash if i were to be left in the bag uncovered by pants. He is a liar and only uses me for my devilish good looks and bright orange charm. It is painful, yes, but i am the god of courage and i will continue onward.
Atleast he let rest under this bitching tree on my brief reprieves from his stankass.
Courage be with you
Hannuman
Off and away.
OH where oh where has he gone today?
Hes off hes gone hes run a away.
He could be anywhere monkey friend of mine
He'll see world and have a good, good time.
(to the tune of the chorus of "last kiss")
Hannuman has started his adventure today.
Well actually hes started it the day before but because he had created a chakra cave deep in the depths of my backpack i didn't actually take a picture of him on the plane. I totally should've though.
Regardless. Hannu my main man has moved from Dunedin to Christchurch then across the ditch to wonderful ol Melbourne.
I'm aiming for this blog to do two things:
1. Tell everyone what i'm doing these days
2. To tell everyone the best things to see in Melbourne and around the world (if i ever manage to get there...)
So this blog is going to sound decidedly bi-polar. One paragraph might be mine and another might be hannus. lets hope you guys can understand who is who.
So Hannu and i arrived in melbourne and it was around this time i realised that i don't actually have my eftpos card. Which means i dont have access to all the money that i had saved for coming over here (a whopping 250 dollars) So that means that i had come to a new country with the plan to live there for a year or two with....
50 whole dollars.
oooh yeah!
I made my way to my sisters place pretty uneventfully. no problems there. I started talking to my sister about what i'm planning on doing for cash. She cracked up when i told her my monetary situation but i dont think she was at all surprised and i imagine that no one reading this would be surprised either.
Anyway i told her that my plan was to Train all year to get into NICA (national institute of circus arts). Planned to get a job and busk for a living until then.
So we sat down and wrote everything that i needed to get started here and i'll just give you a little run down on what is necessary:
Busking:
So apparently (and i shouldve really thought this would be the case) you need a busking license to busk in the Melbourne area. Now if i was playing music this would be easy but because i'm not i require
Permit: 20
fire blanket: 10
extinguisher: 30
rope (to mark out where my performance area is): 15
drip bucket: 5
Fire water (fuel): 100
Public liability insurance (incase i set someone alight): 250
New speaker charger: 30
Total: 460 dollars
Knowing you are fucked due to lack of organisation?
priceless.
Now thats just busking but suffice to say i am in a rather bad situation. To be honest however, my life is generally one type of mess like this after a mess like this after another.
But hey it makes for good stories.
A few things before i go:
Look up Cyr wheel improcirque on youtube. Its amazing.
Andrew bird is a pretty sweet artist. Anonanimal is a pretty cool song.
I didnt have much to say about Hannuman mainly because the pictures i took, I took on my phone. Which sucks because you need that CD that no one ever keeps so that i can load the pictures onto the computer. And saying where Hannuman went is sort of lame without pictures.
also this rocks too http://www.youtube.com/
Seeya guys
Hes off hes gone hes run a away.
He could be anywhere monkey friend of mine
He'll see world and have a good, good time.
(to the tune of the chorus of "last kiss")
Hannuman has started his adventure today.
Well actually hes started it the day before but because he had created a chakra cave deep in the depths of my backpack i didn't actually take a picture of him on the plane. I totally should've though.
Regardless. Hannu my main man has moved from Dunedin to Christchurch then across the ditch to wonderful ol Melbourne.
I'm aiming for this blog to do two things:
1. Tell everyone what i'm doing these days
2. To tell everyone the best things to see in Melbourne and around the world (if i ever manage to get there...)
So this blog is going to sound decidedly bi-polar. One paragraph might be mine and another might be hannus. lets hope you guys can understand who is who.
So Hannu and i arrived in melbourne and it was around this time i realised that i don't actually have my eftpos card. Which means i dont have access to all the money that i had saved for coming over here (a whopping 250 dollars) So that means that i had come to a new country with the plan to live there for a year or two with....
50 whole dollars.
oooh yeah!
I made my way to my sisters place pretty uneventfully. no problems there. I started talking to my sister about what i'm planning on doing for cash. She cracked up when i told her my monetary situation but i dont think she was at all surprised and i imagine that no one reading this would be surprised either.
Anyway i told her that my plan was to Train all year to get into NICA (national institute of circus arts). Planned to get a job and busk for a living until then.
So we sat down and wrote everything that i needed to get started here and i'll just give you a little run down on what is necessary:
Busking:
So apparently (and i shouldve really thought this would be the case) you need a busking license to busk in the Melbourne area. Now if i was playing music this would be easy but because i'm not i require
Permit: 20
fire blanket: 10
extinguisher: 30
rope (to mark out where my performance area is): 15
drip bucket: 5
Fire water (fuel): 100
Public liability insurance (incase i set someone alight): 250
New speaker charger: 30
Total: 460 dollars
Knowing you are fucked due to lack of organisation?
priceless.
Now thats just busking but suffice to say i am in a rather bad situation. To be honest however, my life is generally one type of mess like this after a mess like this after another.
But hey it makes for good stories.
A few things before i go:
Look up Cyr wheel improcirque on youtube. Its amazing.
Andrew bird is a pretty sweet artist. Anonanimal is a pretty cool song.
I didnt have much to say about Hannuman mainly because the pictures i took, I took on my phone. Which sucks because you need that CD that no one ever keeps so that i can load the pictures onto the computer. And saying where Hannuman went is sort of lame without pictures.
also this rocks too http://www.youtube.com/
Seeya guys
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