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Monday 3 September 2001
Quick update;
Lovely spring day yesterday. Spent a good
deal of it sitting in Mum and Dad's back garden, drinking
coffee and eating turkish delight while watching wattle birds
flap around in mum's camellia bushes.
Saturday afternoon I found the
dress, and although it is a little on the non-bridal side
in colour (black), it is a drop dead delicious dress. If I
only get to have one special dress in my life, this one will
do me fine. So now I can stop stressing about finding a dress,
and just stress about surviving a chilly evening in a backless
wonder.
Saturday night Special-K, Big-P and I went
out for drinks and dinner. After a couple of pre-dinner cocktails
of intoxicating strength, we found ourselves walking the streets
of the CBD craving hamburgers. Of course, McDonalds is hardly
an option, so instead we found ourselves at the Hard Rock
Cafe. Was that a big mistake - as I said, the drinks that
led to this decision were of intoxicating strength. The noise
(red hot chili peppers on the extremely loud sound system,
drunken yobs at the next table) was unbelievable and my food
was indigestible (especially on a slightly nervous, slightly
swimming with alcohol belly)...
however, we managed to giggle our way
through the experience and get away to further awaiting cocktails.
When it comes to having a big night out, Big-P and I have
no stamina, as Special-K will heartily agree. I don't know
how we will manage to make it past 9.30pm on the night of
nights.
So, it's less than a week until fray
day... get your stories (of a true and personal nature)
ready and join us
for a night of readings, music and art happenings. If you
have been wanting to contribute to the 1000
journals project, I will have one of the journals there
to hand around on the night. Link
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