Du Du hast Du hast mich Eh heh hehhh. Rammstein. I'm completely not into that music, at all, but Barbara and Shan are so last night we ended up going to Switch Fest or whatever it was. Which was okay. I know a couple of songs... and I scream those really loudly. Duality for example. Mel didn't know it at all, and she's like "How the hell do YOU know it?" [because I never go out with those guys] and I replied "I fucking LOVE this song!!!" Which is true, I do, I'm listening to it now. I actually liked it of my own accord. I also realised, spending time with these people, how much the word fuck is now in my vocabulary. It goes in and out, really. I've noticed Sarah saying it a lot recently too. Nothing really happened except Chryssa got heaps drunk but on only... 5 drinks? I was sober as hell and remained that way, and we couldn't get her out of the toilet because she didn't realise that she is feeling what everyone in the entire world always feels. "You don't understand!" Fuck off, of course I understand. SO we had to go home. Mel, Shan and Chryssa called up Shan's mum to drive them home from the city but Babs and I took a taxi. Warren and Dave [who the fuck was Dave by the way?!] walked past and tried to drag Babs to Bubble for druuuuugs but she had to work at the Melbourne Cup today. So no deal, even though that would have been easier. Taxi cost quite a bit actually. Now I need to get my shit back from Shan's house but I can't because I'm working and she's working. Mannnn, it wasn't even fun. I mean, a little bit. At least I'm expert at hailing a taxi!