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Having finally decided on a wedding present (after running the idea past a friend of mine at work who got married fairly recently), there is one less thing for me to angst about. However! So as not to disappoint me, the universe decided to throw me yet another unexpected curve ball of irritation - the tram line I am supposed to catch to get to my brother's house on Sunday is under construction on that day. Which means there will be a bus running for a section of my journey, which means it will take me even longer than I had at first thought.



Less faffing about, more getting picked up from train stations. It's all been largely worked out. Take that, Murphy!


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Jun. 24th, 2005 01:28 am (UTC)
Where, when do you have to be? Perhaps one of us could give you a lift?
Jun. 24th, 2005 01:40 am (UTC)
I have to get from my place in North Melbourne, to their place in Box Hill, by 10am on Sunday. I don't mind so much, it's just that I have to spend a whole lot of time in transit.
Jun. 24th, 2005 01:47 am (UTC)
Can't you take the train?
Jun. 24th, 2005 01:49 am (UTC)
Yes, but I have a feeling it will end up taking longer anyway (their house is right next to a tram stop, but some distance from the train). I'll check up on it.
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:04 am (UTC)
The tram goes all the way to Box Hill station so you can always get off there and tram back down Whitehorse Rd.

I just realised something...you're not calling it a "trolley"...

I used to get so much shit for that in the States..."whats a tram?" and I'd explain it. They'd say "no, you are wrong, that's a trolley" and I'd explain about doing my shopping and they'd laugh and point and say "no, you are wrong, that's a cart" and I'd explain about how carts are drawn and not pushed and they'd laugh and say "idiot, you called a cart 'trolley', you don't know how to speak English hehehehe" and I'd point out how I spoke English and not American and how I have several qualifications in the language from Oxford University and they'd keep the pointing and laughing to when they thought I wasn't listening.

Err yeah....yay for trams!
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:41 am (UTC)
Psst - I've spent most of my life in Australia. And the majority of the rest of my time in the English School system. The accent, and the strange cravings for American food, is all I recieved from America. And citizenship, of course.
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:48 am (UTC)
Well then you got all the best bits :P

I don't have the citizenship, and I started picking-up the accent but only to the point that it cancelled-out the most annoying part of the Aussie accent that I was picking-up (going up at the end of a sentence when it's not a question).

I got the food thing.

I want a good Jambalaya. Or any genuine Cajun.
I want a bottomless softdrink.
I want milk duds!
I want steak thats been smoked over fresh Mesquite, Applewood or Hickory!

...for TWO WEEKS

Jun. 24th, 2005 02:56 am (UTC)
Mmmm... huge, obesity-inducing portions.

I'm more of a sweet-thing craver. You know, pumpkin pie, smores, cinnamon toast crunch, root beer, goober, deep fried oreos, pink lemonade made from frozen concentrate... That kind of thing.

But I'm not one to often pass up a chance for bbq ribs (done properly), or a bacon cheese burger (done properly), or even the humble club snadwich (done properly). American food is a but like French food - other cultures/countries can try to make the same thing, but they never quite get it right.

Dammit, now I'm craving.
Jun. 24th, 2005 03:17 am (UTC)
Oh heavens... the portions. I'd kinda blanked them out.

I miss Chilis. I know it was a chain and everything but I liked the "Citrus Fire Prawns" and "Mushroom Jack Fajitas".

I miss Ted Drewe's Frozen Custard!
I DON'T miss Whitecastle.
I miss Beef Burnt End.
I miss a hamburger item on every restuarant menu.

A lot of the candy I found waaay too sweet. Smores weren't my thing. And the Hersheys chocolate was just too icky.

But they could never do a bacon burger properly because they always fry the bacon until it's crystallised and won't simply cook it till it's tender. If you could marry australian style bacon with american cheese burger....magic.


I agree about getting yank food right...
Jun. 24th, 2005 07:10 am (UTC)
Come to Ballarat. We have a great Tex Mex restauraunt run by a real authentic bona-fidey Texan. He's lovely, the chili is hot! and he really know steak.
Jun. 24th, 2005 03:09 am (UTC)
The tram goes all the way to Box Hill station so you can always get off there and tram back down Whitehorse Rd.

Not that it's too important, since she's worked it out, but that is the wrong tram. Box Hill is a big suburb, and the tram to her brother's is the 70, which doesn't end up at Box Hill station at all.

In fact, where he lives is probably equidistant to about 3 different train stations, none of them close.
Jun. 24th, 2005 03:20 am (UTC)
Fair enough. When I think Box Hill I think Box Hill rather than Surrey Hills.
Jun. 24th, 2005 03:22 am (UTC)
In which case I'd get off at Camberwell or Riversdale.
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:00 am (UTC)
We have to get from Heidelberg to Camberwell by 10.30. Sounds like a possibility to me! Even if we just drop you at C'well junction. Pick you up at 9.15?
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:43 am (UTC)
Thanks, but it's all been worked out now. You're lovely for offering, though. :)
Jun. 24th, 2005 01:46 am (UTC)

Ambush a tram with a wad of thermite. Wait for it to stop and pack the wad around the wheel. Then light a strip of magnesium ribbon and use that to set the thermite going. You may need a butane torch to light the magnesium quickly enough.

A couple of seconds, a minor skin injury and a whole bunch of burned retinas later and viola! one tram welded to it's tracks.

Won't make it any quicker to get there but you'll feel great and become an urban legend.

Jun. 24th, 2005 01:48 am (UTC)
Well, you know, it has always been my dream to become and urban legend... I think your plan is better. Mine was less violent, and would probably involve more jail time.
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:06 am (UTC)
My plan of carving up Nick Cage would have involved violence and jail time. Does that mean I win?
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:17 am (UTC)
For some reason I'm imagining a Matrix-esque scene of you in a black leather trenchcoat and uber-expensive sunnies, surrounded by pieces of bodies holding a naginata in a combat stance.
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:22 am (UTC)
And cool boots. Can't forget the product-placement shot of some expensive-looking boots...
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:23 am (UTC)
Oh yeah the boots
Jun. 24th, 2005 03:58 am (UTC)
And NOW I'm imagining her with CFMs?

*Margaret Thatcher naked on a cold day, Margaret Thatcher naked on a cold day*
Jun. 24th, 2005 02:42 am (UTC)
If it makes you feel any better, I was almost in a photo shoot much like that. :)
Jun. 24th, 2005 03:09 am (UTC)
We could always do one anyway.
Jun. 24th, 2005 03:58 am (UTC)

I'm at work here and you are making me imagine miss_rynn in PVC and leather?

*Baseball, cold showers, baseball, cold showers*
Jun. 24th, 2005 04:17 am (UTC)
Did I point out that from her belt dangles a pair of handcuffs?
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