FAIL! FAIL! Ok, first off.. I read my itinenary wrong! I realise this sippin coffee at home one hour before my flight departures. I freak out so bad I cant call a cab cause of the shakes!
Anyway I do make it on time after hustling my cab driver to speed race. But my plane is ofcourse delayed. So delayed that my flight from London to Melbourne leaves without me. HONESTLY! I paid extra to not have those nightmare-waits inbetween flights. So this already fucking horrible flight just reached shithouse climax.
Partying n chillin at Heathrow Airport: 10 hours. London>Singapore: 10 hours. Singapore>Melbourne: 10 hours. Happiest niggah under the sun? Thats me.
Ps, sorry for being such a whinging sourpuss.
Promise to smalj soon. Pa-pa-pa-pokahface.
Ps2, I mean it is pretty fucked that the airports in Europe have been compleetely fucked the last couple of days cause of this snow kaos.. But how fucked is that heaps of people have been freezin to death? 2009? Feel like a bit of a dick : (
Even tho Im still in stupid London. And I have the worst part ahead of me. Starting to wonder if I ever had a life before Terminal 3.
Aaaah, after korean vampire flick and about as much food as you normally eat in one week, Theresia has left the building. Time for some jumps and situps.
And oh, I am seeing afro warrior Benga tonight @ Göta Källare! YAY! Gonna purchase ticks for De La Soul with Guilty Simpson aswell, same place in December. Me and Stuart are going on a date :)
Thinkin both me and Pat will be thinking of our lover Oz tonight..
Soo I learned that a certain card, cost of 220 kronors, is also necessary to see the movies at the film festival, apart from purchasing tickets. So me and Mahsa thought it would be a good idea to see another movie, get our moneys worth. *An upsellers wet dream*
And as the horror-sucker I am; I browsed through the Twilight Zone aka creepy-shit-selection and found a lot of obscure shit ofcourse, but listen to this.. crazy retired surgeon always had a dream to create a human centipide. Surgically connecting women. Face to anus. With scalpel and ryhopnol. Ooh. My. God. Shotnot. (I was gonna upload a still photo here but.. no. You get the picture).
Conclusion! We decided to see post-apocalyptic 9. Looks absolutely amazing..
So the party turned out to be pretty much a success! The first part we sat blinded just sippin on our drinks and puffin our smokes, gettin sunbaked.
Then when darkness came we lit the fire and things started getting messy. Jules played us some groovy disco and everyone loved the cupcakes. Lots of people came, lots of randoms!
And then it got even darker so the amazing fairy lights kicked in and everyone was feeling loose, I boogied with my women to Adams drumnbass. Drank lotsa beers and loved the fire even though it made my eyes tear heaps.
Thanks everyone who came, such a good effort for a Sunday, haha! And special thanks to dick head who stole the iPod. No more iPods ever again. From now its strictly mix tapes on walkman and burned cd’s at parties cause fuckin ass-eaters will never stop stealin shit. Peace!
Haha, omg I cant let this whole munting thing go. Seriously I NEVER do that. I thought since Ive got the day off and not really anything to do but watch old South Park eps, drink my pepsi and browse the world wide web I could take the time to let you know about my munting history!
The first time my bowls decided to revolt on me in a drinking related matter was new years eve, probably 2005-2006. I was a girl on the beer. Strictly beer in the belly. But since it was new years I though Id spice it up and treat myself with something like 8 Bacardi Breezers. All that rum and sugar started up a circus inside me. I did ofcourse go mental, cried for hours about who knows and when I woke up my eyes were so swollen I couldnt open them. And I felt sick! So I had to crawl, grabbing the walls, trying to lead myself to the bathroom where I spewed up thos fuckin watermelon and lemon breezers. UH! It was rough. Surviving that horrible incident probably made me the tough cunt I am today.
And the second, and former last, time I spewed was at a music festival in the woods of Sweden. If my memories arent fabricated I was with Linda, Hannes + random chick playing dare. And someone, pretty sure it was Hannes, dared me to spew. A very hard task for me since I had only done it once before and I did feel like S.H.I.T then as in comparison to my then very happy, sunny, tipsy state. So I did what anyone would have done, fingers down the throat. Nathin. The other players had there go. Nathin. I decided to let random people have their go, so I sat down on a trail and asked passing dudes and dudettes to give me hand. Down the throat. And while this young man was giving his go I realised that the trail I was sitting on came from all the portable toilets. Now, most guys go number one in the woods ofcourse seeing how these portable toilets are pretty godamn awful, so when you do see a male in line you can assume hes going number two. And the problem with this I might add is the absence of water taps to wash your hands. Meaning his hand went straight from his anus to my mouth. And thats when it happened. Mission accomplished.
So me, Amy & Lauren saw this vampire flick from the 70’s yesterday, Vampyros Lesbos. I am now in love with Soledad Miranda (the brown haired one), seriously the hottest and most beautiful honey ever. The gay-theme continued when I later that night met a nice and cute (and gay) Filipino woman. God, love Filipinos (hello, Leo)! We talked about and watched her girlfriend kissing this boy (in front of us) and had boogie. She texted me this morning, laaal hihi!
In other news I SPEWED this morning! First time in four years! I thought I was absolutely unable to munt but I guess I finally met my match. Touché, shittest beer ever Carlton Draught, touché.
Well all this talk about munting, homosexuality and blood sucking makes me wanna watch vampire flicks all day long. I wanna try and find this movie. Looks hot as, David Bowie is starring (wawawewa), shot in the 80’s (interesting times for horror) AND it includes a lesbian love scene between Sarandon and Deneuve! Such an inviting title too, The Hunger.
And for tonight I have prepared for my love and I to watch good old classic; Bram Stoker’s Dracula! With best och most believable actor in the world *drums* KEANU REEVES (is there anything he can’t do!?)!! Also Winona Ryder, Anthony Hopkins and Gary Oldman.
Life is good isnt it, Winona? Only one way to make it last forever mwhihihi.
When we arrived the sun was shining! And in true Melbourne style it was ofcourse to hot one minute and the next one freezing. But how nice is the view! Im used to festivals in the woods but sky scrapers do pretty decent scenery too.
Met up with my old work peeps!
And Amy!
Cool kids! Pretty much the only good gig I saw. But it was prrrty good.
Saw Cam and the boys in the crowd, it was so hot during the gig that we had to sit down in the grass for refuel in the form of ciggies and beers.
Cuddle in the grass MEOW TIHI
Then we sat down in the middle of the walk way listening to La Roux, every song sounded like For The Kill.
*CraZy LittLe ParTyGrrRl*
Hamster on a piano! Eating popcorn on a piano!
Bumped into these beautiful girls, Anna-Karin (swedish woman! representin!) and Rosa, Leos house mate.
Aled!
Baby!
During Crystal Castles.
Packed.
The Air stage, somewhere way back there was a band playing.. We could not see or hear. Hate bad sound systems :(
We pretended to hear and had a boogie.
Pretty!
Cam & Stuey!
When it started to get darker and colder we decided to ditch the festival, we were extremely fucked and couldnt really deal with the chaos, haha. So we went into the city to chill, have redbulls. And shots hehe.
Listened to Jules for a bit.
I got some kind of second wind later at night so I went to Timmis house to kick it.
Trying to wake up Jay so we could part hey!
Ate beers.
Went bananas too!
It was nice to sit down inside. And boogie ofcourse.
Our drunk and cute host, TimmiEEE!
Taz and Adam.
When watching Stuey do his thang I decided to give him a smoke poem. Poem on a smoke. And while lookin at my boy I sang to myself I believe in miracles. Since you came along.. You sexy thing! Hence my cigarette poetry. Shame me and Stuart “are quitting”.
Ps, stay tuned for a good morning photo series! Just gotta get my office episode and beauty sleep on first. Peace!
Extremely excited about Parklife! Cant believe its on Saturday! YEEEEEY! World most annoying thing happened thou. On weekends I work Thursday to Saturday right, so I took the Saturday off to go to this. And the bartender that usually works Sundays took Sunday off so he could go to Parklife! Meaning I am covering his shift! WORST! I want to kill you, Aaron!
Eh, ill just suck it up. Ive probably done worse. Besides I get paid like 1,5 times my usual rate on Sundays. <3 Hotels
Cool Kids! Dont get to see phat shit like this very often DO I!? La Roux! Crystal Castles! Then alot of like house stuff that is not exactly what I play on my iPod but Ill probably luuurv then and there; MSTRKRFT, Busy P, Claude Von Stroke, The Rapture, A-trak, Beni & Tiga.
Its been such a long time since I had massive bender like this one will be AND with Stuart! Since we both work weekends we dont really get the chance part-hey that much together. But just you wait for Saturday, boi, ill rock ur sockz off TIHI! Cant see myslef getting up at 10am though to get ready for this. I usually sleep til 3pm. (Hey thats okay when u work nights!)
Ps, sorry for the immature spelling and sporadic capitals in this post but I iz zoooOOo eXciTeEed!
I had more than just that one Pure Blonde beer last night. Boogeying, shoting and midnight meal at China Bar (yes i am havin an affair with laksa soup) were involved.
We also played pool! And the best thing was that the three of us got to win one time each! Amazing that I won, seeing how I am so NOT good. I always think and say I am just because when I was like 7 I was pretty king (my best friend had a pool table in ze houze). But somewhere along the line the beer and the boggie pushed playing pool further down on the favourite-thing-to-do list. Saarrriiii!
Anni & Hanni. Our bouyfriends are best friends!
And OH! Haha, before me Lora and James headed into the city we spotted a couple having foreplay in a slick little BMW cabriolet parked outside our house. We did ofcourse do everything we could to make it awkward for them.
Me and Leo went to the ngv to see the Dali exhibition! It was amazing, didnt even have time to see the whole thing (just an hour thou) so im gonna have to go back soon :)
Then we walked to Cookie, where we had cabbage rolls with shitake mushrooms & bean curd with some nice white wine.
And cocktails at Croft from the best bartender in the world.
Got posing urges and had to just.. let it all out. Sexy results!
Then Leo left for home and I had a Hendricks Gin with cucumber.
Then Anna dropped by with friends so I went with them for trashing at Eurotrash.
And there I found James!
Cap Crew.
Stories were told.
Me and Anna took a cab home where our boys plus company were hanging out in the shack.
Drinkin beer & energy drinks. Penises & vaginas.
I chillaxed in the lappy and got boob rubbings.
Anna chillin.
So I’m having a party tonight. But incidentally; I got intoxicated last night.
I think I lost the battle when shots accidentally fell down my throat, then I went onto slipping on a few beer bottles, Zubrowka and AJ* forced themselves into my blood stream and so on. Leaving me slightly retarded and soft drink-craving today, unable to organise..
I was suppose to get tattooed last Saturday! Ive been waiting for weeks, had a consultation and all that. Then two days prior to the appointment I receive a mail with the tattooist saying he cant get my piece together and cancelled the session. Sux. Well, I guess I just have to look elsewhere :( boh.
I had an interview instead. At an Italian restaurant/bar in the city, it went so well that I got the job. Boo-ya!
We had a surprise party for Jordan later that day. Everyone get pretty wasted. Stuart had the night off. And we also spent our first night in our new house that night. Here’s some pics:
Picking up all the boys after the interview.
*monkey*
We played the waiting game for quite some time.
It got fuckin cold so we started a fire. Ah, not me, I just enjoyed watched and contributed with random Oh’s and Ah’s.
Milp
*Cavemen*
Then we went inside, turned the lights off and attacked Jordan yelling surprise at his arrival.
Börfday hugs were delivered.
Vinny the Poo was royally fucked. Highly entertaining.
Stuart with a ciggie as usual.
2 cute.
Mr and Mrs Featha
And my sickness is getting worse! I did buy some funny liquid medicine today. I feel less ill but the price I have to pay is the sensation of having a set of balls in my throat, dangling and encouraging me to spew.
Drag me to Hell! Sam Raimi! Ive seen 30 seconds of it during a preview screening at work and ran out of the cinema; my heart pulling triple vaults in my little birdcage. Good potential to be some scary shiet.. Mmm.
..but so busy living life, man! So as I said, massive weekend. But I dunno, a new weekend begins tomorrow obviously, erhm. Gonna take it as easy as woman of my calibre possibly can. Movie dates and well.. no promises!
This is me and ma peeps at theState of Mind gig! Haha, wow, there is not many things in life that will top moments like that. Awesome fuckin d’n'b, sound system litterary giving wind in my hair, everyones just lost in their own spastic world of dancing your heart and brain out. Haha, I remember really wanting to hug the MC (he gave me a handshake, haha fare enough, he was performing *happy fool*) and screaming to Eursula this is why we will never grow up! Seriously, im the happiest drunk youll ever find.
Ps. And photos like this are totally a wake up call, ey. My hair..? So yes, Ive have been to a hair dresser and I look good again, puh.
