weekend retrospective
thank gawd there is only one weekend to a week. i don't think i could handle them more often.
had a great one tho. deviant's mum flew over from nz for a week and his lil bro (let's call him citronella, shall we?) drove up from canberra.
friday was just a quiet one. deviant cooked a fantastic dinner and we spent the entire night just catching up with his mum as well as watching telly with the flatties.
saturday night was a big one. i saw the dudesons on local telly(!) and suddenly felt this overwhelming craving for vodka. so instead of the usual bottle of wine, i got a big bottle of finlandia with a 6pack of red bulls. oh the nostalgy.
it all got pretty messy and i think the climax of the night was jesus and citronella getting kicked out of every pub from coogee to oxford st. citronella gotten abandoned in some gay bar with no money on him and some guy feeling sorry for him and giving him $50 to get a cab home. funny as fuck.
on sunday morning, deviant cooked a feast of a brekky while i fetched coffees from the nearby cafe. accidentally served his mum with the experience of her first take-away coffee out of a styrofoam cup. she seemed quite impressed (and rated the coffee way over the one we got at a cafe by the clovelly beach later on). then we did the bronte to coogee walk along the beach and took some cool as fuck photos at the clovelly graveyard.
later on we fixed poor lil citronella who was more than a little under the weather. rough night i tell you. to finish off a good night we did a dinner in this beautiful lil italian restaurant.
deviant's car has only two seats so on our way back to his place, he and his mum took the seats and i sat in the little space between the seats with my legs on the middle console. quite funny.
sometimes it's a good thing to be a tiny lil pocket venus.
had a great one tho. deviant's mum flew over from nz for a week and his lil bro (let's call him citronella, shall we?) drove up from canberra.
friday was just a quiet one. deviant cooked a fantastic dinner and we spent the entire night just catching up with his mum as well as watching telly with the flatties.
saturday night was a big one. i saw the dudesons on local telly(!) and suddenly felt this overwhelming craving for vodka. so instead of the usual bottle of wine, i got a big bottle of finlandia with a 6pack of red bulls. oh the nostalgy.
it all got pretty messy and i think the climax of the night was jesus and citronella getting kicked out of every pub from coogee to oxford st. citronella gotten abandoned in some gay bar with no money on him and some guy feeling sorry for him and giving him $50 to get a cab home. funny as fuck.
on sunday morning, deviant cooked a feast of a brekky while i fetched coffees from the nearby cafe. accidentally served his mum with the experience of her first take-away coffee out of a styrofoam cup. she seemed quite impressed (and rated the coffee way over the one we got at a cafe by the clovelly beach later on). then we did the bronte to coogee walk along the beach and took some cool as fuck photos at the clovelly graveyard.
later on we fixed poor lil citronella who was more than a little under the weather. rough night i tell you. to finish off a good night we did a dinner in this beautiful lil italian restaurant.
deviant's car has only two seats so on our way back to his place, he and his mum took the seats and i sat in the little space between the seats with my legs on the middle console. quite funny.
sometimes it's a good thing to be a tiny lil pocket venus.
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