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I got kicked out of my first club! Well... kinda. We were lining up at the Mustang Bar and the line was looooong and we weren't moving and I was cold cause I'd worn my most skankiest dress. And Matt was inside, so he opened up some side door, so me and Kinta were all "Yay!" and then we got pushed out, back into the cold with the long long line ( Read more... ) -
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I'm celebrating the end of the financial year in style. Goon. I need to break the seal. But no, don't break seal -
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I have goon. A whole four litres of it. Well, not quite four litres, because I've been drinking it. Straight from the cask, as all goon should be drunk. And I should be drunk. Even though it is Sunday and I have work tomorrow ( Read more... ) -
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I am so over work. Sunday I worked at Subway. Monday I went to uni, then to Subway, then to Coles and didn't get home unitl midnight. Then Tuesday I went to uni and Coles again. I've started ignoring the phone in the afternoon because I'm scared that it'll be Coles phoning to get me to work.
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I've decided that I'm going to do a bit of an LJ spring clean. Despite the fact that it's summer.
Anyway, if you want to remain on my friends list (and be able to read my LJ), just reply with a sentence with the word "llama" in it. -
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This is a friends only journal. It doesn't take much to be my friend. Just add a comment. Or sleep with me. You choose, but may I recommend the latter...
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