So my real life and blogging friend, Jandy, was heading through town on her way to the Gold Coast (her little sis is moving there). They stopped in for the night. The spare room is all done and they christened the new look. We had a fucking rad time!
Jands and I went to high school together. We both hung around in different groups - both equally as dorky (you know it girls) - so I guess you could say we were on equal playing ground. Both groups of bushpigs got along well and I still catch up with them when I'm down in Melbourne Town. Thank fuck for facebook is about all I have to say. That shit is the bomb! And it's bought so many rad friends I'd lost touch with over the years (easy when you live 24 hours drive away from everyone you know) - including one Randy Jandy.
Anyways... we had a great night spinning bullshit, drinking bubbles and eating cheese (me chainsmoking - I know! I know!). Finally hit the sack around 3 am (on a weeknight! Unbelievable)! I smoked an entire pack and today I am PAYING for it! Bigtime! I sound like a man... great for my line of work! And my brain feels like it is swimming around in a fog of cigarette smoke. Gross! I'm sooooo fucking tired! All I can think about is getting Chinese take away for dangs... Honey Chicken and Special Fried Rice... come to Mumma!
I'm off to lie my lazy arse on the couch, watch some Neighbours and Home and Away, while eating a shitload of chinese food and drinking copious amounts of Coke. Oh... I'll pay for it tomorrow!
Man! I'm such a glutton for punishment!
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