Sounds like Marg was awesome, I love footy nannas. Hugged a few on Grand Final day this year!

I have to get ready for the drunken partying: Melbourne Cup is Tuesday week. For someone who loves horses and gambling (but not drinking whilst doing them), I will feel old again, looking down at the blokes spewing in the gardens, the women with stilletos over shoulder, bottle of cheap wine in the other.

I'm back into the party animal swing of things: you just need to start out with a place that has music you like, people you like, and people of the opposite sex that are nice to look at easier said than done I know!

Oh, and a list of words you might be missing.

Grouse
Bloody Beuwdy
Moll
Bogan
Tinny
Snags
Barry Crocker
Shagger
Spewin'

That's awesome stuff: You see a million blogs on here every day of people who fit the "alternative" bill, yet are constantly unhappy. Trying to be something you're not doesn't make you alternative at all!

Good on you shiela (in case you were missing the lingo), you rock.

I don't think you need to have pink hair to be an SG, nor tattoos.
You just have to be yourself, and hopefully that is not some boring standard porn chick.

SG is (or should be) about pinups. About girls that you actually see in the streets.
I'm afraid SG is maybe sliding a bit. More of those 'perfect' bodies, less of what it used to be...

You are fine, and it's great to see you found out what you didn't want to be.
More people should be contently happy, hope you get to keep it like that.

And brunette is better anyway

Aww that's a really lovely end to the blog - I imagine so many guys would find being in a relationship with someone who does what you do very difficult to accept. You've obviously got yourself a good one there!

You've got a really positive attitude, that great. I like your honest opinion of the job. I know how tough it can be on the girls... when I worked in Turkey as an English Teacher, one of my jobs was to teach some of the Russian girls who worked in the local clubs english. I think they just enjoyed me wittering on about eastenders on BBC World.

Three cheers to your man for being supportive...

congratulations you will be a very sexy professional at your job!
love ya

Wow! Thanks hon. Why no photos with the thick rims on? I know it'd float my boat!

Really good pictures! How are you finding the UK?

hi u are very cute wanna be friends

I totally used to do that when I was younger (except it was with a walkman I miss those times..)

definately you should totally become one though

Do your thing. The first line caught me off guard, just at that moment I was thinking how I hesitate socially - synchronicity perhaps. We all do it, but it's so much better when I'm going through life without hesitation or (worse) calculation.

The only girls that like me are strippers and whores.. like literally.. basically just strong, over-powering women who can squash this little guy.
I love popping pimples that aren't on my face. Because popping the ones on my face have given me quite a lot of scarring.
I had an excuse not to iron my work clothes yesterday - no electricity in all of North Queensland for 2 hours
The reaction is the best part.. in my opinion. You're crazy.
I meant to comment on bruising. I don't bruise easily at all. Which makes it really hard to get sympathy for my injuries. I fucking love being fussed over.
I make a lot of lists too, come to think of it. I have one sticky-noted on my desktop that is a list of what bills I should pay with each week.
Tears of blood.. that is a little scary.
Today a mosquito was biting me while I was writing a text and I didn't know. I knew there was a pain there but I was busy. Then when I went to scratch it I ended up squashing the mosquito.
And I really enjoyed reading your answers.

I think I'll try and chicken out on getting my lip pierced.. So I think I have to not be a chicken about that.

Heya thanks for the add What kinda dance class was it?