Now Playing: the cure - friday i'm in love
Topic: 100 people
Matt laid down the law to me quite a few years back about how I introduce him to people. That I was to introduce him as my friend, which he is, but that there was no need for the habitual back story.
So, I'll skip the explanation, and simply say that he and I have known each other a long time. Since I was an 18 year old in my first year of college, and he was 23 and working on the IT helpdesk at the now defunct record store chain that was Brashs. We met on the Collision dancefloor when I had blue ponytails and his hair was longer than mine. If I recall correctly, he was wearing his "lucky shirt".
Since then, he returned to university and, in his doggedly determined way, got himself a degree, and then proceeded to succeed within IT to where he is at today; via a stint living in London, and with a good side order of geekery and fascination with all things technological.
He (and his cohorts) introduced me to many things over the years: the joys of "Sammy madness" (black Sambuca shots) and pre-drink drinks; that if you were drunk and you don't remember it, it didn't happen; that dyslexics can code, it just takes a little longer; and further encouraged my love of The Cure.
It was Matt who first introduced me to the internet, and then seemed surprised when he came back eight hours later to find me still seated at his desk, in my pyjamas, not having eaten and possibly only having moved from my place to use the toilet.
Despite our quite different temperaments and sensibilities (he is excessively ordered, clean and tidy; outside of work, I believe in a filing system that is perhaps only perceptible to me), we share a love for indie music, dancing, drinking, loyalty, and talking to ourselves (though Matt is the only person I know who talks to himself more than I do, and only because he talks in his sleep). Those things are probably why we've managed to stay friends so long, irrespective of distance and long breaks between drinking sessions.
I took this two days before I moved from Melbourne to Brisbane, when Matt was good enough to let me crash at his for my last three weeks.