whoa... hello! loud voice. very pain!

oooOOOoooof. my poor lil head feels like i slept in a cement mixer. heh. and judging by the way i looked when i woke up might as well have. you just gotta luv champers.

we had a MASSIVE preview night at work last night. it was fucken insane. the place was packed and every time i carried a tray of food out to the gallery space it was like a re-enactment of a scene from birds. scary shit.

i think i might have to do an oporto run for brekky.

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oh, that reminds me... the frenchman has been such a good boy lately. i'm seriously beeing treated like a princess. need to be careful not to get used to it.

i woke up to the most beautiful sight this morning. i've never been to the frenchman's place before but we ended up going there last night after he picked me up when the preview night finished. such a drunken giggly girl i was. i think i even did the russian mail order bride impersonation to his flatmate. heh. "ruski. mail orrrderr. da." but when i opened up my eyes this morning, the first thing i saw was the sun rising over the most amazing view of elizabeth bay from his window. stunning. then the headache kicked in and the picture got blurry, but that's a whole different story.

i think he tried to have the talk this morning. managed to dodge it by calling him a nutcase and escaping the car. a close shave that one.