I have a job, yay!

Yay for blogging. And yay for a job. Yep, I have succeeded (well, kind of) in my hunt for employment. I am working at a cafe in a food court, serving sandwiches, pizza, pasta, gelatto (which is like ice cream, so I know what I'm doing there) and various non-alcoholic drinks. I make 11 dollars an hour, which would be quite good in the states, but is not as good here. I've worked for 3 days now, and so far I quite like it. The people who own this little cafe thing are from Syria. Well, the dad is, his daughter is pretty Australian. And they are very talkative (and opionated) people. They don't much care for Bush or American politics (but, who does really?). But apart from that I don't forsee any problems.
I am probably going to find out tomorrow whether i can get a coaching gig going. I signed up with this company that hires coaches on behalf of clubs and private schools. And the Australian school holidays have just started so I could get an afternoon job (like 2 hours a day) coaching soccer to little kids. Sounds like fun to me.
Oh, and yes, they call it soccer here. Which is weird, because the rest of the non-US world calls it football. But, here, football means Aussie Rules Football which is some weird version of Rugby. And it is one of the few sports that I honestly don't know the rules to. I'll have to figure it out.
The social life isn't really going anywhere as of yet, mainly because until today I hadn't actually earned any money and because my partner in crime still doesn't have a job. So, going out pub hopping hasn't happened, because drinks are expensive and clubs have like 15 dollar covers. Either a) we'll both start earning money and start getting out more or b) we'll continue to watch dvd's every night on my uncle's big mac computer screen.
I did get an invitation from the brother of the girl who is kind of my boss to go to a club for his brithday on Saturday. Apparently someone in the family owns the club or they know someone who does or something like that. Either way, Ryan and I could get in for free with them. And apprently this club is located right next to the train station so it gets a little shaky when any late night trains go by, which could either be obnoxious, or kinda cool. This brother of the girl i work for ( I keep saying girl, but she's 27) also said that he knows Mr. Nude Australia. Yes, that's right... nude. And he told me that he could get me and my friends into a "show" to see said nude man, for free. I'm sure he means well, but i am not really that interested, to say the least. But, I guess if we get really bored, it could be umm, amusing? to say the least. Still I was a little creeped out, or bemused, or confused and slightly taken aback by the offer.
Anyway, back to the house hunting, dvd watching, reading, excitement that are my evenings...
oh, p.s. they have very good 5 dollar bottles of wine here. Yes 5 dollar bottles of wine. In a country where a can of pepsi costs 2 dollars, the discovery of said wine (which is very drinkable) was quite exciting.