Good girls dont say christina vagelera !!

My sunday off finally came and it was glorious!!, thanks to the lads and lassies for representing sat night had a damm fine boogie at the night cat but i got real tired real quick , i think that guy put valium in my kebab..

Poker at kate o's the next night was badd ass aswell , i got pretty hammered pretty quickly and by the end couldnt be arsed playing poker even if it was for 50 bucks , lanigan got absolutlely slaughtered to the point where i think he was genuinely concerned that there were ninja's in the trees and someone turned his voice level up to ach tung extreme but it all came crashing down like the preverbial card tower and as always he passed out face first on the table and we were forced to dress him up as a super hero by the name of Misseou Miller a french super hero equiped with slab box mask , felt cape, a pair of kate's kinky see trhough undies ( you bad bad girl) and armed with an arsenel of kitcehn utensils,. Not quite sure what his powers where yet but if they were lay face down on the table for hours on end then i think he may just be unstoppable.. long live Misseou Millers

I dont think i need to say much about the soccer except i am bitterly dissapointed with the crew for there piking efforts !! we couldve been at the pub celebrating with wasted bogans a moment in australian sporting history instead of in bed trying to fight the t.v to get reception of sbs ....for shame ...

And it looks like another ones biting the dust in ole baysie town for Pannigan is departing the old dart to move to noble park ... why he'd want to move to a place that sounds like its run by knights of the round table but i suspect is dangerously close to the western suburbs is beyond me as lani rarely likes to venture out further than the dorset.. but hey good for him , just another excuse to venture out and explore this beautiful city

i've also had this crazy tugging feeling inside latley thats trying to get me to do stupid stuff like drive in one direction for 2 days and some random time or join the chorus line of a local musical .... guess my brain just wants a change , ive got to get some sought of bitchin hobbie or something like that ..i fuckin hate routine and thats what i seem to be these days , one giant rotating routine , it feels like im gonna wake up with grey eye brows and suckling my young one day and will look back and be able to tell you what i did on thursday the 10th of may 2009 as it will be the same shit i do every thursday night . well its up to me i guess ..times they are a changin

saw a film called the chumscrubber last night..probly the worst name for a film in history but i was kinda interesting , there were alot of idie kids there hoping and praying for this to be the next donnie darko ( i actually heard a guy say hey atleast the narrator kinda sounds like frank from donnie darko ) but alas i think it lacked that orignality , it was quite good but i also think it was a bit slow in some points but i dunno go and see it and make up your own mind i guess

i've got one hand in my pocket and the other is stealin your nannas pension card

jazzcat