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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 
Tongue Rings!
I started laughing halfway through taking this photo, but it turned out okay anyway
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
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! 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
Posted 1 year, 11 months ago at 9:58 am. 4 comments
Ahhhhh last night was fun.
I don’t remember all of it, and it is in fact quite likely that I am still half drunk. I typed that as ‘have drunk’ the first time through, so I’m becoming more and more convinced.
I went shopping all day with an old friend and picked up some very cute jeans and a few nice tops. Awesomely huge thanks to him for the shopping shennanigans.
Joel arrived at my house BEFORE 7, tsk tsk, and we visited the massive liquor store down the road before heading to Toms. Instead of the standard fruity lexia we went for a classic dry white, and it was a fantastic choice. We discussed this in the car this morning - Fruity Lexia gets really, really sickly sweet, whereas the dry white isn’t horrible at all. Our intention was 100 shots of goon in 100 minutes, Joel pussied out on 13. So soft.
We had already decided upon chinese for dinner while we were eating pancakes yesterday morning - so we ordered from Suzie Wongs. I’ve never been there before but the food isn’t half bad at all- except EVERYONE ordered mongolian beef. Yummy, but a wee bit sickening for the drinking. We ordered WAY too much food (I just typed ‘phone’ instead of food) but it was still fantastic.
The drinking started as already described- Joel sooked out, I continued for a while and then just started mugging the goon. Jessica being Jessica, I got on msn and IRC and made a git of myself for a while, which was okay. The night gets a little foggy after that, but I’m told that Joel spilt sack on himself, which cheers me. I remember coming upstairs after being on the phone and there being beds everywhere, and then I remember falling asleep beside a very nice boy who was also very warm.
Joel decided to wake me up by clapping his wet hands in my face, thus being noisy AND misting me with water. I kinda just lay there moaning “Why” a whole lot while the nice warm boy (i THINK his name was James, I’m not sure.) somehow located all my belongings. Slowly the memories from the crazy drunkeness returned and I blushed and apologised for how drunk I was.
I love that the hangover is generally accompanied by feelings of embarassment. Seriously, general humiliation is so heavily associated with the drinking, yet we keep going back. Despite the pained screams from my assumedly engorged liver, I keep going back.
Man man the delirious.
Edit: JOEL WHY DOES MY HAIR TASTE LIKE YOUR LOLLYPOP THIS IS RIDICULOUS.
Posted 1 year, 11 months ago at 12:31 pm. 2 comments
This weekend is positively full of christmas parties.
Last night was the work christmas party at the API. It was… good. I spent most of the night hanging out with Grant’s girlfriend Laura, and then after she left I hung out with miscellaneous workmates. I um. Yeah. I had a good time. It was good. Good good. That’s all I can really say without having to password protect the post.
I’m going to a party at Blair and Snuffy’s tonight, I’ll be sure to give lots of updates later.
<3 All kinds of hugs and kisses and christmas merriment for all of you, because I am in a fantastic mood.
Posted 1 year, 11 months ago at 6:50 pm. 6 comments
Posted 1 year, 12 months ago at 8:37 pm. 2 comments
I don’t know about you guys, but I love it when exam season comes to an end.
Last night to celebrate Joel’s extreme awesomeness (First Class Honours, baby, yeah.) we went over to Tom’s house to get pissed as ticks. I still hadn’t packed all my stuff up yet for the going away, so when they arrived to pick me up my room was a mess and my bags were barely packed. In any case, we left my place at about 8:00 and fled to the giant liquor barn down the road for alcoholic provisions.
Like always, I grabbed some vodka. Joel grabbed a sack of goon and some bourbon, which I thought was a little weird, but eh. (The bourbon weird, not the goon. The goon is.. very un weird. Common, even.) After calling Tom a bogan because of his lack of shoes and paying out the counter lady, we left. I got stuck in the backseat because I didn’t yell shotgun quickly enough. Joel won this round.
In any case, Tom wanted hot chips so we went to coles on the way back to his place and stocked up on foods. Wedges were purchased instead of chips, and we grabbed some misc other stuff as well. Upon arrival at Tom’s place and after I finished marvelling at how huge his house was, we all wandered into his awesome room full of awesome toys and played Gears of War all night. I’m not usually good at console gaming but apparently I wasn’t completely woeful at it, which surprised me immensely.
We all got pretty drunk, and at about 2am we decided to go to bed. Luckily, there were already two mattresses on the floor and everything so sleeping was conveniently pre-prepared.
This morning before my big exciting adventure I had to go to work to hand in my contract, so.. I did. All hungover and bleary eyed with my hair everywhere and wearing old jeans and an old black dress, I stumbled in, signed a few papers, and stumbled back downstairs to be picked up. We stopped in and saw mum this morning- Boobalah is the biggest skank in the universe. I swear to god, every boy she meets? She’s insanely affectionate, rolling around on their laps and purring loudly into their ears. It’s cute and all, but pretty inconvenient when you’re trying to sit around drinking tea and talking with my awesome mum.
I’m bored and tired and there are people drinking without me, and I must join them. I only got on here to send some stupid emails for work and decided to get blogging. I’ll probably post some photos at some stage, but I figure they’ll probably be too embarassing and chicken out at the last minute. In any case, there’s a spa out there, and I’m in here. Yeah, that’s stupid. Later kids!