chicks & champers
last night was our soon-to-be-a-tradition chicky night out with miss pearl, kato and the ever beautiful gaia.
the pre-party was at miss pearl's new apartment. she's been talking the place up for couple of months already, but i have to say that it was even better than i expected. incredible lil nest with fantastic location, harbour bridge & opera house views and funky lil decor a la miss pearl. such a perfect lil love nest for her and mr hero.
and i have to admit bunnies, seeing her apartment did nearly jumpstart my bloody nesting instinct too.
we started out with way too many bottles of white outside on the balcony eating lil nibblies and once it got too chilly we moved indoors to the cozy lounge room. we were very drunk, bubbly, giggly, girly and quite loud i'm affraid. once the first neighbour appeared behind miss pearl's door to politely suggest that we could turn the volume down a bit, we decided it was time to move on.
we ended up sloshed and giggly as all hell, dancing, drinking and teasing poor lil men at the cross. i entertained myself by shooting the poor bastards down after their cheesy lines or boring compliments. mind you, it does grow old pretty fast. i'd rather go out with deviant, cause his mere presence is usually enough to repell any unwanted male attention.
i do think i'm a bit of a cunt to strangers approaching me in a bar. i just can't help it. they are so transparent and simple with their attempts to stick their man meat into any hole available and i'd rather make it clear from the start that they're wasting their time in my case.
i'd never start anything with someone i meet in a bar anyway. not that i'd have anything morally against it - i'd have to have at least some level of morals to begin with - but it just doesn't do it for me for some reason. *shrugs*
in the end every boring cunt trying to pick me up just makes deviant look better and better in my eyes.
the pre-party was at miss pearl's new apartment. she's been talking the place up for couple of months already, but i have to say that it was even better than i expected. incredible lil nest with fantastic location, harbour bridge & opera house views and funky lil decor a la miss pearl. such a perfect lil love nest for her and mr hero.
and i have to admit bunnies, seeing her apartment did nearly jumpstart my bloody nesting instinct too.
we started out with way too many bottles of white outside on the balcony eating lil nibblies and once it got too chilly we moved indoors to the cozy lounge room. we were very drunk, bubbly, giggly, girly and quite loud i'm affraid. once the first neighbour appeared behind miss pearl's door to politely suggest that we could turn the volume down a bit, we decided it was time to move on.
we ended up sloshed and giggly as all hell, dancing, drinking and teasing poor lil men at the cross. i entertained myself by shooting the poor bastards down after their cheesy lines or boring compliments. mind you, it does grow old pretty fast. i'd rather go out with deviant, cause his mere presence is usually enough to repell any unwanted male attention.
i do think i'm a bit of a cunt to strangers approaching me in a bar. i just can't help it. they are so transparent and simple with their attempts to stick their man meat into any hole available and i'd rather make it clear from the start that they're wasting their time in my case.
i'd never start anything with someone i meet in a bar anyway. not that i'd have anything morally against it - i'd have to have at least some level of morals to begin with - but it just doesn't do it for me for some reason. *shrugs*
in the end every boring cunt trying to pick me up just makes deviant look better and better in my eyes.
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