The Torrens Tce party on Saturday night was well choice. Olly and I went to (I'm going to start calling it 'the Brooklyn flat') the Brooklyn flat before hand and I decided just to stick to my bottle of wine for the night as I had work Sunday morning. But plans change and I like smoking pot, especially Ben's pot. It always gets me completely ripped.
At some point during the night we walked to the Torrens Tce party and quite a few people were there, all squeezed in to the tiny two story flat, with extras lingering outside in the corridor. I had a great night, although I missed Ben, Edward, Dan and Olly leaving and discovered only Joellene and I were left.
There were people at the party who I thought I would never see at the same place as me, but it was cool to have a catch up - if that is what we did. There were also those who you know you know but never really talk to and it was great to have a chance to actually speak, real, human, english, words (even if it wasnt sense) with them.
I never intended on getting as intoxicated as I did, but I dont usually get like that. It was interesting going to work at 9:30 on Sunday and working the whole morning mainly by myself. Thank fuck we close at 4pm on Sundays and I got to see my mum on Mother's day which was totally sweet.
Back to the school week and I have decided I totally hate pretentious hair salons. I mean, fuck off your hight horse, you cut hair for a living!
There were people at the party who I thought I would never see at the same place as me, but it was cool to have a catch up - if that is what we did. There were also those who you know you know but never really talk to and it was great to have a chance to actually speak, real, human, english, words (even if it wasnt sense) with them.
I never intended on getting as intoxicated as I did, but I dont usually get like that. It was interesting going to work at 9:30 on Sunday and working the whole morning mainly by myself. Thank fuck we close at 4pm on Sundays and I got to see my mum on Mother's day which was totally sweet.
Back to the school week and I have decided I totally hate pretentious hair salons. I mean, fuck off your hight horse, you cut hair for a living!
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