Valentine's Schmalentine's
got the job for the furniture shop, wehee, it's fun doing (trying to do) something stylish and swanky. Went for a meeting with the client today that went really well. The money is alright as well. (why is always the word alright coming up as misspelled? it is alright isn't it? and i've even got the spell checker set on British English, wank (oh, wank is coming up red as well, bollocks (bollocks as well, FUCK (that's alright apparently)))).
It's a bit boring here in Sydney at the moment. Everyone else seem to go out and be doing stuff while we can't afford doing anything, being broke sucks. Bless Dave (landlord/flatmate) for never getting tired of asking us if we want to come with him when he does stuff, we almost always say no.
really looking forward to the Mardi Gras though. This ex girlfriend of Dave's asked if we want to be on a float, How cool is that? Maybe it's not that cool to be on the Labour party's Pro Gay Marriage float but Hey it's still a bloody float. We'll actually be a part of the whole thing instead of standing on a cardboard box trying to see something in between the muscle marys and leather daddys or whatever they are. It's going to be so cool and dave's ex is ace as well.
I had this goal that I would have a flat belly before mardi gras so I could take my top off (and look like every other gay clone) but it's so hard getting rid of it. I've lost another kilo I think and it's still there, smaller, but there. I'm starting to look skinny almost. I'll try until the party but if it's not gone by then I might just give up on it and try to accept it.
Stupid media that twists my mind into thinking anorexic is beautiful. More fat models!
Valentines Day is just commercial bullshit really innit? I'm glad Patrick feels the same way, we hardly even mentioned it to each other which is cool. Might sound unromantic but I just don't want to by in on that crap. we're romantic to each other anyway, sometimes, hmmm, thinking of it we could try a bit harder I suppose, but not on that day. Who's Valentine anyway?
It's a bit boring here in Sydney at the moment. Everyone else seem to go out and be doing stuff while we can't afford doing anything, being broke sucks. Bless Dave (landlord/flatmate) for never getting tired of asking us if we want to come with him when he does stuff, we almost always say no.
really looking forward to the Mardi Gras though. This ex girlfriend of Dave's asked if we want to be on a float, How cool is that? Maybe it's not that cool to be on the Labour party's Pro Gay Marriage float but Hey it's still a bloody float. We'll actually be a part of the whole thing instead of standing on a cardboard box trying to see something in between the muscle marys and leather daddys or whatever they are. It's going to be so cool and dave's ex is ace as well.
I had this goal that I would have a flat belly before mardi gras so I could take my top off (and look like every other gay clone) but it's so hard getting rid of it. I've lost another kilo I think and it's still there, smaller, but there. I'm starting to look skinny almost. I'll try until the party but if it's not gone by then I might just give up on it and try to accept it.
Stupid media that twists my mind into thinking anorexic is beautiful. More fat models!
Valentines Day is just commercial bullshit really innit? I'm glad Patrick feels the same way, we hardly even mentioned it to each other which is cool. Might sound unromantic but I just don't want to by in on that crap. we're romantic to each other anyway, sometimes, hmmm, thinking of it we could try a bit harder I suppose, but not on that day. Who's Valentine anyway?
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