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periodic update:
went to brisbane last week. mucho thanks to all who hung out and put up with me. i had a great time and i miss you all.
last night was my work christmas party. a bunch of GJ stores from the western suburbs decided it would be a great idea to go on one of those harbour cruises, the kind where you have an atrocious RSL-style buffet and pay way too much for drinks. so i was on a boat with a bunch of westies for 4 hours. i swear these people only leave the western suburbs to go on these harbour cruises. prior to the event, having just arrived at darling harbour on a mini bus ("beats walkin" buslines), i felt incredibly conspicuous, felt like yelling at passers-by that i wasnt one of these people, almost all of whom had dressed in their sunday best for the big outing. i wore jeans and sneakers, but there was a high proportion of strapless dresses and ridiculous pointy high heels. there was even the obligatory fat girl in 4 year old bridesmaid dress (or so i assumed). i was castigated for not dancing the nutbush or the timewarp, but i will admit to clearing the dancefloor when you can do it put your ass into it came on. thing is, i really like living in burbs at the moment, but boat cruises on the harbour just make me want to move away from these people. good thing i am.
as a disclaimer, i would just like to say that i work with some lovely people, and that most of the people i know out here in the suburbs are great. but theres sure as hell some trash as well.
went to brisbane last week. mucho thanks to all who hung out and put up with me. i had a great time and i miss you all.
last night was my work christmas party. a bunch of GJ stores from the western suburbs decided it would be a great idea to go on one of those harbour cruises, the kind where you have an atrocious RSL-style buffet and pay way too much for drinks. so i was on a boat with a bunch of westies for 4 hours. i swear these people only leave the western suburbs to go on these harbour cruises. prior to the event, having just arrived at darling harbour on a mini bus ("beats walkin" buslines), i felt incredibly conspicuous, felt like yelling at passers-by that i wasnt one of these people, almost all of whom had dressed in their sunday best for the big outing. i wore jeans and sneakers, but there was a high proportion of strapless dresses and ridiculous pointy high heels. there was even the obligatory fat girl in 4 year old bridesmaid dress (or so i assumed). i was castigated for not dancing the nutbush or the timewarp, but i will admit to clearing the dancefloor when you can do it put your ass into it came on. thing is, i really like living in burbs at the moment, but boat cruises on the harbour just make me want to move away from these people. good thing i am.
as a disclaimer, i would just like to say that i work with some lovely people, and that most of the people i know out here in the suburbs are great. but theres sure as hell some trash as well.