My Dairy Belle

My weekend...

Hazel's on friday night was fun, of course, so is everything after 5 or 6 beers. I was greeted at the door by people i used to know from the years above us at CHS, that was mildy interesting. I then went inside to discover i was the first male to arrive. This is usually a good situation to be in however, when 12 people collectively shudder at the sight of you, it is not so good. I forget the rest of the night until Daniel and Tom arrive, the latter carrying his Heinikens that i would later theive, the former looking more like Obi-Wan Kenobi than Cruz-Miguel Sanchez. The night progressed the same as any other, me drifting between different groups of people, never really locking intensly into one conversation. This is a very typical Alex behaviour, if you get more than 5 minutes out of me, you're at least mildy interesting.

The trip home from Hazel's was semi-eventful, i figured out later that we spent roughly 30 minutes waiting for public transport all up however, i hardly remember any of this time, the trams felt like they arrived at our demand. Just chitter-chattering to the homies was fun, playing Gay Chicken with Michael and Alex C. I had my first ever defeat, at the hands (or should i say open mouth) of Michael. Not really surprised though.

So the night ended as i began my long walk home from Camberwell junction to Glenferrie Road that i've grown to enjoy.

Saturday was an eventful day, starting with the assembly of my new desk, which took an hour longer than it should have due to a combination of a shoddy screw-driver my complete lack of 'hands-on' skillz. Later i would purchase 'The Prestige' from the new JB hifi in camberwell. God damn that movie is awesome. If you are reading this blog then you are signing a mental contract to watch it. 

So, i chucked the DVD on, Rayel popped in to help me make my awesome 5-of-hearts costume for Penny's party just after the movie finished. We began our journey to Penny's, waited for Will to meet us (typical) and after arriving, decided to go get some GOOOOOONNNN. 

The guy at the bottleshop unlocked the door to let me in to buy shiz, he'd closed for the night, i thought that was pretty cool. 

The party itself cruised along very well, despite Will's persistent scabbing of my beer. Whilst it was fun for the most part, my mind was off in it's own world for most of the night. Only partly because of the alcohol. Steph sent me... 21 messages, just enough to make Will angry. I think if you are bored enough to send ME 21 messages, you really should have gone to the party. John G. delivered some interesting news, but i will try find out more about it (lies?) before posting it here. 

The journey home was enjoyable, after Rayel was surgically removed from Will, her and i walked up to the tram stop near her house and the good lad waited with me whilst i contemplated how far i could projectile vomit my insides . Of course, the tram that came terminated at Camberwell Junction and i was able to fit in that lovely walk which i mentioned earlier.

Of course, not even goon can give me a headache, so i awoke at 10am feeling fresh as a daisy, listened to some radio and almost bumped into Michael at the cafe whilst he was breaking up with his girlfriend. Nice. 

I would later hang about with Michael and Alex C and we would then make our way to Dairy Bell around the corner from my house. I've fallen in love with the girl that works there. Well, at least that is the plan for the future. She is very nice, quite attractive and she put up with me patiently whilst i took 20 minutes to decide what flavour ice-cream i wanted (Alex C ordered cookies and cream, which is what i wanted, but i didn't want to look unoriginal in front of her). Michael said there were 'sparks' or something between us, but people say that crap all the time to their friends with depressingly low confidence ie, me. So here's the plan; Michael and i are going to stalk her, practically, until we figure out what days she works. Then, we will slowly gain her trust and over time we will learn to live side by side with the Dairy Bell people in one harmonious society.

All will be well.