malibu stacey I HATE BABIES
This morning my childhood best friend who was like a twin sister to me while I was growing up emailed me piccis of her second baby. It was gross. Babies are way gross.
So for breakfast I ate the morning after pill. OMFG BABIES ARE DISGUSTING. GET THEM AWAY FROM ME.
Also, Neil is gonna be a daddy soon so we're going out for dinner tonight before he moves away to Adelaide to get in shape for being a dad. Am I sensing a theme here. Oh it's all so wrong.
In other news I am a trashbag. What a wicked weekend of booze, blink and carrying on!!! I can't believe the amount of crap my body can take! I also can't believe I managed to have fun at Blink without feeling like a sad old freak who has passed her use by date.
Kids these days.
The past week has been fucking amazing. The people in my life rock. Got visited by my Melbourne babies last weekend.....Also caught up with a heap of crazy hooligan Sydney friends from my hoodlum past....and came home to my home away from home, the infamous Club 77! Decided on a new mission statement for the next few months:
Much more shenanigans
Much more tom-foolery
Much more bally-hoo!
Who says winter has to be cold dull and boring? What a cliche! I'm rebelling! You can watch DVDs and eat crisps if you must, I'll dance and drink to keep warm!
I'm feeling pretty damn good right now! If a little sore and hit-by-a-truck-ish! And it's all the fault of some sexy scoundrel who insists on bringing out the naughty in me...noches salvajes! el bailar sucio! sexo apasionado! It's all too good!! :)