My hair is still salty.

[My music never changes eh? Oh before I forget; Louder Than Bombs and Strangeways Here We Come are both going for $9.99 at Elizabeth St JB's so check that out when spare money is around etc.] Whoa. It's so freaking hot. Anyway. Yesterday we ended up playing two rounds of mini-golf, it was my first time ever so naturally I SUCKED and lost. Ah well. All in good fun. Karmann won both games despite Ian's insistance on "sussing out" every hole. Megan finally suggested going for a swim and I practically jumped at the opportunity given my lack of water in 2007. Hence salty hair. Oh, did I mention that Megan met Chris at a party because he is friends with Monica? And works not five minutes from my Sunday job? And it has to be him because the only thing I could think of to describe him was broad shoulders AND THAT'S THE FIRST THING NICHELLE SAID?? Oh man. I was in love with that guy, and here, all because I once said I hated Monica [which I don't, at all], I completely missed out on an opportunity to be completely smashed and hook up. WOE IS MEEEEEE FOREVER. [Can I scratch that love bit? I just wanted him, of course I didn't love him. Good, glad I got THAT cleared up...] Well anyway, we drove back last night and I worked in the morning, mostly uneventful except Ramez discovered that both Bessie and I are synaesthetes and Bessie decided that I was her new favourite person. And I overheard her and Jussy talking about me and it was nice to hear even though I pretended to be serving a customer. Then I went to gym [HAHAHAHAHAHA oh Eileen why do you torture yourself] then I went to Camberwell Safeway where I saw Anthony Pane again and the girl who was giving my dad his chicken told me she loved my sunglasses. Well, shyeah, so do I. And now I'm watching Black Books and drinking my Perrier, because that's how I do it.
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