Edited, extended, remixed.

I can't say it's been an eventful week, work has been slow so we just sat round doing bugger all. Dumb and dumber sang to their favourite tunes on the mediaplayer at work, god help me if i hear another Sarah Mcloughlin song.
Then there was some big meeting which i couldn't go to because someone had to look after dumber,
"oh but you've been to all of them already"
eck...i missed out on what went down because when the drama-queen came back his voice was coarse and his eyes quivering on the edge of overflow. It was funny to see.
The Queen got shook and all the kings horses made porn.
He babbled something about no coffee allowed inside the cubicals and wearing all white and the usual bullshit ideas that never eventuate. So i didn't miss anything at all really.
When there is no work-stress your brain seeks out little things to blow-up into major issues. It's stupid.
I've been trying (is an understatement) to get to know miss dumber because i've been accused of being superior! me?!!
But you know it's not easy trying to relate to some feral 17year old freshly shitted out of a country town so small you could spit on it.

I don't come with a half-flush button darlinks.

So anyway i tried to bond with her, i think i'm becoming feral using swear words and standing round outside buildings smoking. Sooooo feral!!!

My boss gave these girls "white" business shirts to wear today, oh dear.... they look like albino potato sacks with fat heads on top and big hair. It was just so funny.

Sometimes i love my boss for being so cruel.
She fired a new one the other week because she wouldn't wear make up,

boss - "she looks like she parked her broom in the carpark"

me - "thats so mean! but she did have shiseido issues"

boss and me - "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

Tomorrow i'm going to meet up with John and have wild sex, er..not quite... just hang out and buy something? haven't bought anything lately, i'm trying to be frugal, it's strange, i'm taking my own lunch to work and even drink.

I need a drink and smoke, fuck, i don't even have time for that nowadays.

SUNDAY 10/3/07

I couldn't be bothered posting a new one , the boy in this pic is yummy.

So i managed to get my lazy arse out to meet john for lunch thing, we sat down to Jet cafe in townhall, it's in the middle of the bloody intersection so i had a scotch and coke

waiter "scotch, with coke?"

stupid but cute so i was kind and repeated "COKE"

So John and i caught up with the latest, so nice to chat with him, he's so intelligent, he's doing a PHD so there you go.
So i smoked abit, drank abit, called up pete and told him i'm going to melbourne in May, yes i'm going in May, John's organising it so it'll be fun! Apparently all the cafes there serve alcohol!! yay!! it's going to be drinks a.m till p.m darlings.
So sunday was babbling along then this smelly frenchman complained about the smell of my smokes, and these young ladies sitting next to us complained in a nice way, so i just apologised and carried on.
But the smelly frenchman kept going on about it and used it to have a conversation with them which kind of pissed me off. I can't stand people who think they're righteous so i inhaled twice and blew more smoke! hehehe hahahaha... they eventually left, fuck it's an outdoor area with ashtray, if you don't like it move away.
I aint stopping my filthy habit for a smelly frenchman who has no friends! kekekeke

Actually, that's not fair, not all french men are smelly. Just some.

I love french things, like croissants and Jean paul gualtier and bread sticks.

we hit incu , john bought a really cool hoodie , then the usual Myers. David-jones where i went psycho in food-hall and bought white necterines and cookies and had some chocolate thing , i bought a pair of skinny black jeans and all of a sudden the day was over.

Sunday... too short for me.