G'day mate!

I'm watching Mcfly perform a really cool song on T4. This is my Sunday.

So last night was horrendous in a really really really good way. I've actually made wicked friends at work which have led me to other friends. Work is amazing, I actually enjoy my job and I have it all sorted; good job, good friends, good life. Yeah.

Mills, Jude and I went out last night, we left the house at 10:30pm I was starting to think there was hardly any point since it was so late but it turned out this was just the beginning of our night. Barbara was a rather nice taxi driver who told us if we were charged more than £12.70 on the way home we would be getting mugged off. To be quite honest I think we got charged about £14 on the way home, hahaha. Rats. (Sorry to divert the topic however, what on earth is the scouting for girls singer doing wearing skinny jeans on T4 on the beach? - He is far too chubby and he's bulging out the sides...shit trousers, goes with his shit band I suppose.) We went to Little Johnny Russell's where I randomly saw Abby and Adam so we had a laugh with her and I saw Vicki Black who told me I was beautiful about 20 times, always welcome. I swapped British Airways stories with a lady Mills knows as she works for them, and I do contracts for them (It's seemed pretty cool at the time but really not...) She told me she could get me an upgrade on a BA flight to Turkey, that would be okay except BA totally mug you off with flight prices and don't fly to Dalaman so little chance of that happening. We stayed in LJR's until it closed basically and had a chat with a DJ there that works in IBM in 'E Block' I made some reference to the cool people being in B Block...I have no idea what that was about. Any normal human being would have gone home at 1:30am but oh no! We got a taxi to EQ and had some reet fun. Also, not for the first time someone said they thought I was Australian - what is that about?! Last weekend we went to Yates and one of Mills' friends said they thought I was Aussie or just posh then some guy last night says "Where are you from? You sound Australian" then we proceeded to have a 30 minute conversation about Neighbours and how I lived on Ramsay Street. Alter Ego?

I slept for about 10 or 15 minutes on the toilet floor of EQ (not my classiest moment)...this was until someone reached in and grabbed my leg to see if I was alive and I realised I had to actually get up and move. I called a taxi and made everyone leave since I was starting to see double and i'm pretty sure this isn't normal unless wearing double vision goggles and I don't think I was wearing any of those. We got home at around 3:30am to Jude's and I threw my shoes in the hall way and dived in a single bed I found, apparently it was broken due to Jude and Steve having to much rowdy sex on it so I had to turf myself out and me and Mills slept in a double bed. We both woke up this morning with out clothes still on Jewelery n'all. Good lord what a hangover this morning. A frickin' awesome night though. Oh! Also, walked along trying to flag a taxi and I saw a guy with a cool hat on. I told him I liked his hat and he just took it off and gave it to me, so I have acquired a rather nice hate which I will never ever wear again because when I say 'nice' I actually mean 'stupid'.

I'm going to do more sleeping now. Bai.