Oh and..

Exciting news. Friday night, I finally bought my own drink from the pub without been asked for ID. *bells go off*
Yes yes, very exciting. I was so close to running out the pub yelling "I GOT AWAY WITH IT!! YESSS!"

Anyway, just thought it was necessary that I wrote that. Ooh, and we also won chocolate machine..chocolates. And then a black man flashed his dick on webcam for us that night. My eyes!
Pretty rando night really, Emily hadn't stayed at mine for like a year, with good reason as I never used to be allowed to drink and Nagambie is shit. But it does have pubs, water, and pizza. And that was enough for us two girls. :)

Sadly, no hot men though.
The Saturday was even funnier. Gotta love random days in the city. It's either, go to Melbourne, buy heaps of shit and are busy as. OR, meet randoms, spend all my money on caffine and Hungry Jacks, and just make fun of all the freaks you see in the city. We chose the latter.
For starters, all the emos are just too much to handle. They must be made fun of. Why else would they dress like freaks if they didn't expect normal people to yell out at them and make fun of their uglyness? EXACTLY.

And people either with Swine Flu, or are scared to get it. So pretty much anyone wearing masks. Everytime we walked past one, who were usually Asian, we just coughed really loud, and generally acted like idiots.
Homeless people, also hilarious. Bums asking for spare change, then lecturing us on drinking V and how it damages us. Oh please, like I need to homeless man to tell me that, I hear it enough from my own mother.

And the randoms handing out magazines. So funny, it went like this:
Man- *Hands me magazine*
Me- *Glances, keeps walking*
Man- *Looks sad, I assume*
Me-Brain kicks in, remembers what the title was, turns around* WAIT, SIGN OF THE TIMES?!
Man- *Is pleased*
Me- "Wait, this isn't a Prince album!" *chucks magazine away*

Ahh, yes. so much randomness. We also kept getting moved away from machines in Galactic Circus, because every ride..was a place for Ryan and I to make out on or near. hehe.
Oh and my memeorable caffine lows. Oh when i'm high, im high. when i'm low.. i'm low. very low.

That is a whole other blog though, I could talk for ages about the effects of caffine deprivation gives me. In fact, i've had no coffee today and i'm in a state of both confusion, and crazy typing mode. I wanna stop typing, but I can't. Maybe if I type long enough it wil stop the caffine craving. Ah fuck it, im getting a coffee.