the moon is made of cheese. and so are you ( Read more... )

so... i went out with bob and the boys last night and got totally destroyed. it rocked my socks ( Read more... )

i really really really want to get really really drunk ( Read more... )

i am just having an awesome conversation morning ( Read more... )

my tummy is itchy.

tomorrow i am going to the new house.

on wednesday i am planning on going to sydney to visit kate.

and things and stuff and things.

get in my belly ( Read more... )

still laughing from whole sock shamozzle during line 4 today. go steve. i kept poking holes in the end of the newspaper though, so it was often unsuccessful. hehehe... un-sock-cessful.

... what the fuck does that even mean? steve... you must have been there... help me decipher this! did we build socks out of newspapers?

first day of holidays... and i am already so bored ( Read more... )

ok... oops ( Read more... )

i just spoke to mum on the phone ( Read more... )