Dec 15, 2005 19:45
I've been making trash look hot again lately. Nothing newsbreaking really. I got majorly wasted at Eva's birthday, almost got kicked out for having alcohol in my bag. Music wasn't retro enough to me unless you count early 90s dance music a nice blast from the past (how shit is that cliche). Roxy had her cleavage out and a bow on her head. My cousin looked like he was creaming his pants everytime he saw her. The bubblewrap party at the house was fun and slightly surreal. I had to work the next morning and left a semi-crowded house at around 8am without any sleep and probably still a tad out of it. Boring retail outlets and customers seem like strange deathtraps filled with aliens when your delirious from lack of sleep. I kept dozing off on public transport. Instead of sleeping that night I went to the Peel with Tom which was funny. I have a crush on the hot bar guy that is dating a feral looking DJ named Justin. This bar guy is a bitchy cunt to me but I would still suck his cock. I've never danced to so many bad pop songs. I got recognised by two chicks who come to Post that kept thinking I was wearing a Rancid shirt and actually had to question my sexuality. You would have to be the most clueless person in the world to not know I was gay. Tom recited a line to me from Lady Marmalade and his Singaporian friend quoted the same line to him later not knowing he had just said it to me - haha. Random coincidence rocks. Next morning Lizzie was getting drunk to forget her on-off-on-off again boyfriend Kam. I drove a sad Tom to the airport and came back to actually get drunk with Lizzie and have conversations with her - it was fuckin weirdo warped to me cause apparently (and I knew already) she used to hate me. Who wouldnt. Anyway we decided to buy a kiddie pool and go to the local suburban shopping centre in trashed up 80s gear for our '80s sunday pool party'. I wore a hot black tootoo over my shorts. Old Italian ladies were shaking their heads at us. Got more wasted in the pool and I took some great tit shots of Lizzie and Roxy. I will post them up soon. Roxy's tits look weird when she's hoolerhooping. Her boobs jiggle all over the place. Oh and she had a dream about putting my underwear on which means she wants to get in to my pants. Haha Roxy wants to fuck me. Monday I found out Perth is a drugfucked bogan hellhole from Roxys friend who is staying the week. Tuesday I saw Brides Corpse with Kirrily at Melb Central. Great animation and it had the voices of Johnny Depp and Chris Lee (drrrrllll) but the plot fuckin suxs. Kirrily wanted to be naughty and sneak in to another movie when it finished so we did. We thought it woulda been Harry Potter but it ended up being Saw II. That was kinda dumb too. Doesnt matter it was free. I did more naughty things and had some great pizza at Bimbos. The emo boy popultaion here is rapidly growing. I find myself wiping the drool off my chin at every street corner. But no emo is BAD BAD. Boring is better and more healthy. But they are hard to find. I think its because I barely notice these kind of people and thats because I dont find them attractive. But I must train my hormones and my cock to think otherwise.
Anyway getting bored of this. I got plane tickets to Sydney for New Years. Fuckin love it. Elena and Asian David are set to come also. A fuckin holiday! I am bursting with anticipation.
'I will stand by all this drinking if it helps me through these days
But I've spent a long time corresponding in my own way.'