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No More Rach :(

Posted 1 year, 10 months ago at 11:58 pm. 3 comments

This is Rachel.


Rachel is superdooperly fantastically awesome, and I love her to tiny little pieces. As suspected, we hit it off immediately. She’s leaving tomorrow morning, but luckily for me (and, of course, for her) we’ll be seeing each other again soon. Of course, you all know about Rach after reading my blog, so I don’t really have to explain much. So yeah. I guess I’ll just put up a stack of photos so you can all coo happily.

On Monday night we went to the Newmarket Hotel for their comedy open mic night - holy cow, some of them were so freaking funny. I annoyed people at work for days to come with jokes. I mean, come on. Miss Muffet eating Kurds? Fucking hilarious!

Those cocktails were the shiznit.

No seriously. That’s what they were called. The Shiznit. They were delicious, too. Gotta go back to the newmarket and find out what’s in them.

The following photos are from Weednesday night, the night we went to pancakes regardless :D

Tongue Rings!

I started laughing halfway through taking this photo, but it turned out okay anyway :D

A reeeelatively normal one.


Some scenery of our beautiful city to clear your palatte of all the Jess and Rach.


And, of course, no trip to the cas would be complete without a $3 daquiri :D

Oh Jess, you daquiri whore.

On Thursday night we went out for dinner at A Night In India, my favourite Indian restaurant in the universe. Okay. Favourite in the Toowong area.

Rach, Tom and Ashley looking adorable. How cute is Tom? :3

Us at the Vic, on our respective bad sides.

Awesometastic cocktails! :D That night we had some strawberry thing, and these. These are called fruit tingles.

Me declaring my undying love.

Rach and Ash being waaay too cute.

Rach and Dan!

Aaaand that’s all I have. I have exhausted my supply of photos. Have an awesome day, kids <3

Woo

Posted 1 year, 10 months ago at 9:36 am. 1 comment

Okay, yes, I have a buttload of updates to write. and I PROMISE. I will write them. I just need to gather a compendium of photos, a whole lot of memories that’ve been suppressed by the alcohol. So. Over the next couple of days I will be posting about things but I will post about them in seperate posts so I can add cute photos and things. Wooahh!

Jessica is the definition of the crazy ex girlfriend.

Posted 1 year, 10 months ago at 6:02 pm. 6 comments

Seriously, my god my god my god.

Last night was interesting, awesome, painful and horribly mortifying. Someone needs to take away my phone so I can’t drunk dial anymore. Drunk dial, yell and cry and yell and then cry more, be extremely noisy so people’s neighbours get upset and yell at them. I can’t even begin to explain how mortified I am right now that I acted like such a fucking idiot. I apologised over and over to Tom today, so I hope he’s not pissed at me.
As I was just saying to Rach on msn… I don’t even know where so much angst came from. I thought I was well and truly finished with being the crying girl, but.. my goodness.

All that junk aside, *huge grin* Rachel is way cool and I’m totally glad she’s here. Before all the Jessica-induced crazy melodrama, we were having a kickass time. And the garlic bread was the best call ever.

Anyway, i’m going to go back to hiding in my room and pretending like none of this ever happened. Have an awesome day, everyone!

Jensen Ackles is a total fox.

Posted 1 year, 10 months ago at 12:42 am. 3 comments

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My lips may promise, but my heart is a whore.

Posted 1 year, 10 months ago at 4:52 pm. 1 comment

I attempted to blog three times yesterday.

Seriously, I have a stack of scrap paper at work, and I spent most of the day attempting to compose a well written entry for your reading pleasure.

I was, unfortunately, unsuccessful. ON the first attempt, I pulled the pages away from the neatly stapled stack, quite unsatisfied, and tore them into tiny, even pieces, threw them like confetti into the trash. On the second, halfway through my long winded introduction paragraph I just started writing “tripe” over and over in capital letters until my hand got sore. The third? Well. The third was just mediocre. I figure instead of trying to write well, I’m just going to write what I’m feeling. For now, at least. I’m fucking tired, okay?

So. Things. Yes. The title today is some lyrics from a Nine Inch Nails song (Last, from Broken.) I can’t decide whether I appreciate them because of the pretty words, or because they may as well have been the motto of my algedonic relationship with Ian. In any case, Trent Reznor is like, deep, man.
RACHEL COMES IN 4 DAYS. WOO. WOO WOO WOO. *dances around*
I’ve brushed aside my Grey’s obsession momentarily in favour of going to the gym. Yesterday I did 7km on the treadmill, and my legs are sore. I was going to head in this afternoon to do RPM, but I’m mopey and nesty and I want to stretch out somewhere warm and sleep. Mopey and nesty for reasons I’m currently unwilling to discuss, so don’t ask.

I’m considering Thai food for dinner. A nice stroll to the thai restaurant sounds super and awesome. Perhaps a jog later. Hrmphghg.

Yes. Thai and blackbooks. Wonderous. Have a nice night everyone <3
Edit: EVERYONE THE THAI WAS TERRIBLE (but the blackbooks was fantastic like always.)