me+over a bottle of Jim Beam = drunken fun happy times ( Read more... )

So I was mildly intoxicated. Replace mild with abolutely smashed. I was travelling home in a cab from randwick with a bunch of mates. Some of this I don't remember, but had my mates tell me when I woke up. Some golden lines include ( Read more... )

I'm making two consecutive updates coppied from my 'Myspace ( Read more... )

Ones with a "X" in the box are true ( Read more... )

Last night was brilliant. I bought the cheapest bottle of whiskey at my upper class suburb's bottle shop (the whiskey still said 'finest ever made known to man' on the label'). I drunk most of it with a mate. I also invented a terrible drink: Black V + Whiskey. It was, as the last sentence suggests, terrible and unarousing ( Read more... )

A call to arms for american live journal users. I want YOU. Especially if you know a thing or two about US Colleges/Unis. I'm thinking of doing exchange for a semester over in the states and wish to know stuff about some unis and their programs, people who go there etc.

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So what are these so called prerequisites for life? - the things that we wish to achieve. Our needs or wants. Please bear with me as I quiver through this mindset of my early-life crisis, induced by listening to Bright Eyes (resonating dire contrast to the fast-paced techno of last night) and reminiscing over virtually nothing. “Why do you lay in ( Read more... )

Hey bitches ( Read more... )

Yesterday night Bright Eyes delighted the Metro Theatre and all of its patrons in a most assuredly arousing manner. The night for me kicked off when Henry migrated North-East to my place, watched some Arrested Development, bought a cheap microwavable meal and absorbed it into our stomachs. We then headed off to a guy's place named Guy. Joints were ( Read more... )

Hey kids. Sorry to not have updated for a while. My life has been filled with many gaydventures lately ( Read more... )