- Four red bulls in six hours will make you feel like you are high on speed. wOOt. I shouldn't say wOOt. Thats shameful. Drugs are bad mmm'kay. Bad but fun, just like having sex with players, which isn't something I did over the weekend.
- Sleeping for four hours makes me kinda manic. I'm still terribly, terribly alert.
- My green shoes are hot, but fucking painful.
- I make new friends really easily.
- I love going out with gay guys. You can do whatever you want to them on the dance floor and they have no expectations for you to go home and follow through. For example you could dirty dance them, rub yourself all over them and do the drop-down-to-your-cock move, running your hands all the way up their legs and to the back of their head whilst never breaking eye contact, and they are content to buy you breakfast and drive you home. Not that I want to ruin my sweet innocent image and have certainly never done anything like that. *cough*sarcasm*cough*.
- The Biotch's boyfriend has a really sweet ass. The kind of ass you can dig your fingers into. Not that I did. *innocent image*innocent image*
- I hit 91kg this morning. That 17kg lost since April. But I was dehydrated and I'm pretty sure I've gone up since then.
Oh, and if anyone was at Star City this morning, between 6 an 7, and saw a group of people sitting in front of the big sports screen, you may have seen me. Of the five of us, four were asleep and at least one was drooling. I was sitting up, very alert and possibly twitching, completely enthralled in the baseball game*.
*I'm female. So my sports knowledge is nil. And baseball isn't a native sport for me.