Ok right. I'm back from the dead. THE DEAD I tells you. If by dead I mean the flu (read: plague), which I do.
My man, Jason, and I have been together for two months and I've never been happier. It's awesome, I love spending days in bed at a time. In fact, I love spending any time with him at all.
I got my hair cut about half an hour ago - don't panic, it's merely a bit shorter and more ringlety. I like it.
On thursday I'm off to Brisbane for 10 days with my friend G to see friends of ours. I am excited like a small sticky child is excited. See me run and jump!
I'll have to do an assignment while I'm on holiday though. Boo.
A topic in the feminism group called "girls who hate girls" got me thinking. I don't hate girls, I just don't get on very well with them. Most of my friends are male because we have more in common. There's only about four girls I actually hang out with ever, and only two of them I'm really close to. Basically, most girls I meet are petty and bitchy and boring as fuck: they don't watch rugby, want to come to strip clubs with my male friends and I, like tramping or history. Admittedly, now I don't even really bother being nice to new girls I meet. This isn't a problem though, I like having heaps of guy mates, they're awesome. Things only get messy when they develop chrushes on me. Grrr.
I'm going to learn how to wargame sometime soon. Attack! Charge! Retreat!
I bought a new pair of heels. Mmmm sex on a stick. This takes my count of impractical heels up to nine, so I need to buy more. Well that's what seeing one of my only close girl friends, N, in Brisbane, is for I guess.
Hmmm what else have I been up to? Oh right, on friday a group of us went to The White House strip club in Auckland. It's awesome, all of the dancers and really hot and very very good at what they do. One dancer stole my and this girl I know's tops and threw them on stage. It's when you're sitting half naked in a bar surrounded by naked ladies and oogling men that you know like is good.
Urrr... I'll post in all your journals soon I promise, I'm rushed off my feet packing and transferring money and picking up tickets etc this week is all.
Now you get pictures, because I am benevolent like that.
Auckland Battlecry 2005: Mage live game Order of Hermes council.
G is first from the left, bottom row. Yay geek friends.
The general council meeting:
You all know what this is:
My man, Jason, and I have been together for two months and I've never been happier. It's awesome, I love spending days in bed at a time. In fact, I love spending any time with him at all.
I got my hair cut about half an hour ago - don't panic, it's merely a bit shorter and more ringlety. I like it.
On thursday I'm off to Brisbane for 10 days with my friend G to see friends of ours. I am excited like a small sticky child is excited. See me run and jump!
I'll have to do an assignment while I'm on holiday though. Boo.
A topic in the feminism group called "girls who hate girls" got me thinking. I don't hate girls, I just don't get on very well with them. Most of my friends are male because we have more in common. There's only about four girls I actually hang out with ever, and only two of them I'm really close to. Basically, most girls I meet are petty and bitchy and boring as fuck: they don't watch rugby, want to come to strip clubs with my male friends and I, like tramping or history. Admittedly, now I don't even really bother being nice to new girls I meet. This isn't a problem though, I like having heaps of guy mates, they're awesome. Things only get messy when they develop chrushes on me. Grrr.
I'm going to learn how to wargame sometime soon. Attack! Charge! Retreat!
I bought a new pair of heels. Mmmm sex on a stick. This takes my count of impractical heels up to nine, so I need to buy more. Well that's what seeing one of my only close girl friends, N, in Brisbane, is for I guess.
Hmmm what else have I been up to? Oh right, on friday a group of us went to The White House strip club in Auckland. It's awesome, all of the dancers and really hot and very very good at what they do. One dancer stole my and this girl I know's tops and threw them on stage. It's when you're sitting half naked in a bar surrounded by naked ladies and oogling men that you know like is good.
Urrr... I'll post in all your journals soon I promise, I'm rushed off my feet packing and transferring money and picking up tickets etc this week is all.
Now you get pictures, because I am benevolent like that.
Auckland Battlecry 2005: Mage live game Order of Hermes council.
G is first from the left, bottom row. Yay geek friends.
The general council meeting:
You all know what this is:
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mondrianblue:
Welcome Back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ive been gone too. ive got the flu at the moment too, but its cool your back. 
deadly_photo:
Never been to the whitehouse - but that sounds like a hilarious visit!