Sox wants you in her office for a serious discussion. SEE ME MEOW.

🍻🍺Cheers everyone and here’s to @[email protected] for moderation which is ironic because I will not be doing that tonight.🍺🍻⏰👹

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Work week ended on a slightly depressing note but it’s good to see you guys here.

This is one of those weird days where I feel extremely good about myself and life and things but part of that involves cheerfully imagining work doesn’t exist at all. I stare at my inbox and to do list and it might as well be hieroglyphics.

Been feeling like I have a massive constant headache lately, it’s a semi regular thing. Went to the pharmacist to renew my birth control and get some aspirin for my headaches. The pharmacist actually ran back up to me whilst I was paying to suggest that maybe I’m having a bad reaction to the birth control, it’s a potential side effect. I’m so grateful to her quick thinking. Heading back to my GP next week.

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I’ve been selected for jury duty for the first time and I am genuinely stoked.

Me: I don’t watch to many period dramas Also me: that cobblestone wall and iron gateway were featured in…

Although to be fair on myself I do have a pretty intensely vivid memory, a glance is usually enough for me to remember something, it’s like an uncomfortable super power.

I kinda feel a bit pensive tonight for some reason. I stood out on the porch listening to the rain hitting the roof just starting off into space for a while earlier. I guess it’s one of those nights

Here’s my cheeky spoiling for myself.

A massive jar of lollies!

Story time to cheer this place up a bit. So this was about 2002 and the man and I went to Sydney for a few nights. We stayed in the Ibis which was in Darling Harbour. At about 9:30 there was a massive display of fireworks. It went for about 10 minutes. We’re both thinking what the fuck is this about (It was Melbourne cup weekend so we were very confused). We decided to go for a walk and we ended up at the convention centre (I think that’s what it’s called). Big sign out the front WELCOME. Heaps and heaps of very happy people around, lots of colours, music playing, just a really good atmosphere. A little bit of curiosity and a throng of people propelled us into this building (the man whispers into my ear “I think someone just touched me on the arse”) and up or down the escalator (I can’t remember) people hugging and kissing and cheering and waving and lots of noise and we are inching along, heading for a door. Then I spot the sign next to the door WELCOME TO THE GAY GAMES.

The man is bopping along to the music and then I had to tell him “I think we’re gatecrashing”. I point to the sign. We are nearly at the door. We look at each other and turn around to head out. Very similar to Ikea when you go the opposite way but worst. The man says “I got tapped on the bum three times in there”. In all fairness he has got a great bum.

Still to this day we don’t know what the gay games are about but everyone was having a great time.

Side note: We had access to the Novetel pool next door where we stole 4 brand new bath towels.

BBOI came to visit. Can’t keep him still for a good photo because he’s launching himself at door handles like the clever kitty he is.

Cheers family, friends, colleagues and associates 🍺

Image of an open lamb wrap

And there is still enough garlic sauce left over to kill a small army with death breath.

I warm up quickly, but I get legit cold which is a wonder with some of the body fat I carry.

Like I am waiting for a flight dressed like an Eskimo. I have a tee on, a heat tech turtleneck, a jumper and a poncho that looks like a sleeping bag.

Meanwhile, stylish people just be jeans and light jumpers… or even just tees. I’m wearing more than an older adult couple sitting a few rows away from me. 😂