The weekend was super good.
I went to see Narangba friends on the Friday night and word was round with the favorites so we were excitedly planning to booze. I hadn’t been at Hams place since the early 1900’s so it was kind of awkward to begin. I went on one of those awkward situation rants. Apparently though, no one noticed as my boobs were un expectedly on display.
Little cutie friend of Hams josh metal guy, Hams and I gave up waiting for long lost Tobes, Christi and Fanning and trecked plains across to the “Nang a tav” which is actually not all too far away. Got there purchased cigarettes and trecked right back at the promise of tobes FREE BOOZE! Drank lots. And lots.. and walked back again. This night was turning out like Lord of the rings but at last, we arrived at the water hole. Some teenage girls on crack or something were stirring up the manicly depressed looking employee at Red Rooster which only egged on the group of spastic boys I was with until hams fell over on the freshly mopped floor and we all got free pudding with the promise of not suing.
There was a lot of interpretive dancing until it was time for Tobes to get us all kicked out with his controversial screams of “West Ham United”. In retrospect it probably wasn’t that that was controversial as the force he used to slam the door as he proclaimed his love for his favorite soccer team that resulted in his ban for life. Fuck you, Chelsea dogs.
On the way back there were piggy back rides and hedging, which was all fun and games until “someone” hit their head on a fence. Tobes drank a lot of Tequila out of a tiny hat and was respectively throwing up around the corner for the remainder of the night. B yelled at me because she didn’t want to wait for a cab she wanted to go home NOW, so we brought microwavable macaroni cheese whilst being chatted up by acne ridden 13 year old boys that hang around the BP at 4 in the morning before walking across a swamp in the middle of empty suburbia back to B’s.
Not having a car makes for crappy. long. boring. train rides from far away lands. Some gay guy befriended me and all I remember was him saying "I'm strange... and gay.. oh man, I'm so gay" basically just that over and over again. he was the biggest queen. He was the king of queens. that's right.
I was irrationally mad when I got home. R was in the firing line, he is lucky he got out of the way. I met Joe to go Ed's and C's but when we got off the train we walked roughly an hour in the wrong direction. and then back again. Bunny Boy was at the party, 5 minutes of talking to him I realised I never wanted to see him again and deleted his number from my phone. I feel a bit cheated, he was such a waste of time.
Dusty gave Joe and I a lift in his nimbus to C's apartment to get high and leave for the time travel party.
The time travel party was besttimes. I was high as fuck hell when I got there though, it was incredibly exciting to see everyone. Zap and others and I went on a journey to go get more high-ing substances. I don't even remember what happened. I bumped into Rea and Snitch. I came back with no money and a GIGANTIC bottle of wine I got for FREE!
I have very little memories of the remainder... Geo and I stood in a hallway for a good 15 mins saying "Really... really... really". I asked PL if he wanted to come home with me and he's like "no. I can't get home from your house" "go home with Zap." Ouch.
a guilt ridden make out with some sexy guy happened. Climbed the tree and did not fall out. Rejected someone that was while hilarious, was terrible. "Can I kiss you." "Wahh!? NO." *awkward silence* *awkward silence* *awkward silence* "I'm sorry. theres no recovering from that" *walk away to leave them standing alone in the dark*
I remember sitting on the road with Lyn ... I don't know what doing. sitting.
On the train on the way to the party I was by myself and mega high so I saw these two grandma and grandpa and I though to myself " DEAR GOD I HAVE TO BEFRIEND THEM!" so..... I sat next to them and conversated the crap out of them. They got off at the next station and I looked around to see all the people within hearing distance just giggling to themselves. Crap. bad move.
Zap was asleep on Burneys bed with some guy dressed in toga curled up in a ball at his feet. I dragged him up into the cold roady wilderness to hail a cab that got home at perfect timing. I snuggled the crap out him.
The KFC adventure the next day was fucking brilliant. "WHY DON't YOU WANT A SUNDAE!"
T* came over. we played blokus, went to zombie walk, tried to reenact the KFC adventure of the morn and semi watched a movie.
Spent the rest of the day watching the crappest movies ever made by dicks. Crash and Downfall.
Cash Warren.
