Productive Day

Yesterday was a pretty good day, up until last night, but yeah damn good. I woke up early to meet with a volunteer accountant guy. He was helping me understand my tax responsibilities with having an ABN. It is surprisingly easy actually. After talking with this guy, I got changed and headed out to town. I bought an optus simcard, which means I managed to score that off my list.

See I really did buy it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

While in town I also treated myself to a set of gel nails, they look so awesome. Am very pleased with them. I decided to get an advance from Centrelinkto be able to treat myself and garth to some nice things. I just pay it back a little every fortnight and it's interest free too, so i figured why not. So yeah got some real awesome nails, which is another thing off my list.

They match my ring and my tattoos :)

 













Ugh, that took too long to work. Yesterday also marked one week that I had my hair down, which meant I could tie it up, yay. HA! To all the naysayers who said I wouldn't manage it. So, yes that is now marked off the list. Another thing that I managed to mark off my list yesterday was being able to buy a custom set of ears from Red Vinyl Kitty. I put my order in last night before me and the boys headed out to the Cri.

I was in such a good mood all day, until Roy, Garth's mate came round and started spouting shit about the end of the world. Now, my rational, intelligent part of my brain knows that most of the end of the world predictions, whether from Notradamus, the Mayans, The Chinese, whoever, are mostly just scare mongering and are crap. However the not so sane part of my brain panics about the idea of the world ending. I ain't done with life and things are finally starting to go good. Ugh it pissed me off, which unfortunately meant that my night was ruined.


As it was even if Roy hadn't come in blabbing shite, I think my night would still have been a bit poor. I am really not feeling the Cri anymore. It's shit. The staff don't give a damn about getting people unduly intoxicated, the bouncers just pick fights and the clientele are just plain bitchy. I faced my demon and danced to No Speak Americano at the same spot where I broke my foot, I was quite happy dancing away by myself...only girl in a group of boys that were only interested in getting hammered...and I smiled at two girls as they walked past me, instead of smiling back they drew me the dirtiest look. It made me want to smoke and I am a non smoker. I could just feel the tension all night last night. You know those nights where you just know there is going to be trouble. Yeah it was one of those. Then of course Anthony got trashed, he got escorted out of the club and within an hour of that happening Will got escorted out. He was fucked! There is no nice, non swearing way to describe. Fucked and a right rotten little torag, even though we were only try to help him. We left the club at like midnight, it took us until 1.30am ish, to get him sober enough to be able to handle a ten minute taxi ride. They boys had a good night however. I think I was just in a slump. I am happier now getting a bottle of wine or a carton of beer and staying home and drinking. Either that or I need to go to Brisbane more often, the clubs there are like another world.


Hmm well I guess that is enough of that rant, although i am getting pretty good at typing with long nails lol.


Amethyst.