Sunday, February 7, 2010

Saturday...

was faaannnnntastic.


went out to late lunch with disney, gangsta & best.
sat in a cafe for 2 hours.
moved to nandos.
sat there for 2 hours.
had the kind of conversations that are so rare.
the kind that only occur with true friends.




was late getting home.
family gone.

threw together an outfit.
sex picked me up.
...sex is a person.
she stole my dresses.



got to sex's house.
tried on different outfits.
chose one.
did make up.
changed outfit.
left the house with a pop top of vodka.


met up with stunner at 7/11.
she brought goon (Y)



got on the train.
4 stations later a fight broke out.
shat my pants/couldn't stop laughing.
realised moari guys can save lives.
they kicked him off the train.
tried to call gangsta, he wouldn't pick up.


stupid bitch said i was 'stuck in the 80's'
rude.



went to a hotel room & drank.
met some indie kids.
one was called casper.
a) amazing name
b) he had a brilliant american indian headpiece. i want it.


got to rats, was really quite drunk.


met awesome people.
danced.
drank.
the night is in snippets.


these girls at the bar ordered a beer.
it was frothing.
tried to help clear the froth.
knocked over the beer.
ended up paying for it...
gave it to sex.


met a boy called hugh.
he was sweet, he was cute, he was funny.
he had a ninja turtle necklace.
he was a great kisser.
he was a great dancer.
he was brilliant.
must stop talking about him..

left at 5:10.
walked down the street.
saw hugh and his friends.
chatted & laughed.
left them for cheeseburgers.



met guy, a 38 year old Israli.
"are you smoking weed?"
"yes, yes I am"
sex & coolkid got stoned.



maccas was on breakfast.
went to hungry jacks.
met two weird kids.
homeless man.
"beautiful names for a beautiful ladies"
pretended to have a boyfriend.
managed to catch the 6:30 bus.
mega win.
fell asleep and was rudely awoken.

slept at sex's.

world's best sleep.

woken by frenchie.

he had gone to work and back in the time i had been asleep.

went over & watched him eat a sandwhich with a knife & fork.

not even a joke.

soooooo as it turns out, i love life.

"yo mama she goes crazy..."

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