hillsboy

it really pisses me off when you go to buy a 6 pack of your favourite imported beer and some fuckwit has taken a single bottle out of the last 6 pack on the shelf

well atleast it's friday

don't you just love it when you have a 12-14 hour drinking session planned. start at cockle bay around 5. dinner booked for 7 followed by drinks at king st wharf till whenever we get polietly asked to leave. mens gallery for some naked ladies then slip off to some shit box of a pub that will let anyone in at 5 in the morning. for some reason there seems to be a lack of good places to go at that time. down to circular quay for breakfast by the opera house around 7 before the gruelling train ride home. i hate the train ride home when the sun is belting through the windows onto your face. there is nowhere to hide. $300 - $400 later i should be home.