I wrote this blog arond 2am on the 26th of feb

hi bitches :)

i haven't done a blog of any substance for quite some time now, so i thought i ought to. also i am not in the mood for sleep. i wanna dance like michael jackson in thriller. those wierd hand pointy things. anyway i will give you an update of my now compleate holidays. once i got the job at wagamama i had four jobs, so i stopped doing mystery shopping. but even having three can be a bit full on at times. but i think i would be bored doing anything less. i don't know if i've written about this but me and joe broke up, so i have been single (aka a total whore) for the entire holidays. i've been busy meeting lots of interesting people. so my life has roughly been bilo in the morning, wagamama in the evening, clubs at night. but thats not every day. normally it is two out of that three. i met a lovely boy called joel at the family and we have been catching up on a vaguely regular basis which is good fun. he is a hunk of spunk. last night we made out in the cab on the way home.

but now i feel bad because monogamy clearly is not my strong point (not that i want it to be) and because our relationship is so ambigious, i don't really know what i am allowed to do. so i'm sticking with that 'do watever feels right at that milisecond' plan. i've been using that method for a while now and there have been no major births, deaths or marriages so i guess it's going well. i've also been clubbing with mohammed a couple of times which is thoroughly entertaining. he is a crack whore and i want to have his babies. i have developed addictions to the following over the last couple months
- alcohol (moreso)
- dresses
- shoes
- clubs
- diet dry ginger ale
- earrings
- lime (muddled as a mixer)

earrings are my biggest love right now. i want to have a massive earring collection. everyone buy my earrings. if you do i will be your best friend. for lent i am tossing up between giving up dresses or fire enginges. i think i'm going to go with fire engines as dresses are just too fantastic. i have stacked on the weight and i need to diet immediately before i explode. damn you, rice. stop being so delicious. that goes for you as well katsu curry sauce. i stacked all my dvds in one place and i have heaps. so weird. i really need to return sarah and sair's dvds but i am rotten inside so i am yet to get around to it. sorry guys just whip me or something. i want to organise a bilo clubbing where lots of people from bilo go clubbing.

also i want to have a holiday where i do nothing. god i need a nothing-filled beach holiday. if anybody else enjoys nothingness and booze call me. page me. things i want to buy:
- a summer dress
- a good digital camera
- a new ipod that can fit more in
- a new fone
- shoes
- the oasis best of cd
- earrings
- a video camera
- champagne. champagne for everyone.
the problem is alot of cameras/mp3s/fones are combinedand i don't quite know what to do. too many options. i start uni tomorow/today. i am nervous and excited. it still seems surreal to be actually doing the course i wanted to do so bad. i've made friends already. obviously through erica but still. they are eveangelicals. i'm tryingto pretend i have less in common with the devil to buy myself some time to find new friends before they start to hate me. i have a balloon that says OT Queensland on it. yeah i can see the jealousy in your eyes.

i got bitten by a spider yesterday. it was exciting. it was on my clothes that i got off the washing line and then it was on me when i put said clothes on. bitchin'. i responded by standing on my bed in my underwear screaming '"blake search for white spiders in brisbane on google. not an image search. type it in. hurry up. now google the symtoms." i love that i am such an e-child. what would you do in the old days if a spider bit you? how would you know whether you were going to die? profound questions i know. last night i was so drunk that i stood in the rain and i didn't realise it was raining. comon guys it was only sprinkling. oh also i met my best friend from when i was 10 at the stocky and she was wasted beond belief and a gonna bit her hand and she had stiches. then she bled everywhere cos she was drunk and she ripped them. she is bipolar or something according to the gossip. she lives in a house with laura, my best friend from when i was 15. i think it would be a fun but crazy house to live in. this is because i innately attract insane persons.

who's that dancin in the red dress? okay darlings i must depart as my chiffon in damp. yes that's right 1974 is my favourite year currently. anydoodles. you are all whores. this fall i am going on vacation to ride scooters.

kisses