leebus

i was planning a big holiday blog, but i STILL haven't taken the photos off my camera, and as im at work far away from the data cable i've come down with a massive case of the CBF's

so! life is still chugging along, work is the same, but i seem to be catching up with old friends more often lately, which is good as I was starting to feel like I was losing touch with everyone! but a few weeks ago we organised a catch up barbecue in the burnt-out shell of my former local pub, had a chat with the owners (good friends) and we had such a good time we decided to make it a monthly 'second friday of every month' event! (woo)

oh! I got stuck in an elevator for the first time on the weekend! and i blame it all on Jersey Shore.

let me explain

we (me, the lady, the birthday girl the birthday girls boyfriend, and a few other friends) at a mates place for some pre-drinks before we went out, this started at about 2 in the afternoon, so by the time 8 oclock rolled around we were well on our way to being drunk, and of course, MTV had to have a marathon of Jersey Shore (quite possibly the best show to watch drunk) so we were all hopped up on jersey shore action, ready to hit the clubs and fist pump like champs, which we did, consistently and with gusto, i even (by act of god) found a massive gaudy silver bracelet on the footpath early on which i rocked on my fist pump wrist for the rest of the night

at about 2 am, a few had already gone home, so 5 of us very drunkenly piled into an elevator in the carpark so we could go up to the car and head home. as soon as the elevator started moving my mate Shanan yelled 'FIST PUMPIN LIKE CHAMPS' and started jumping up and down, fist pumping his heart out. all the movement caused the elevator to stop dead, at 2 am there were no staff at the garage to hear the alarm bell when we pushed it, so we called the emergency response button and someone at a call center answered, he said that the lifts usually reset themselves after about 10 minutes, so sit tight. we waited ten minutes & called him back, he said that we had to wait for the technician who was at least 45 minutes away

so we got comfy, laid down on the floor, bear in mind i had just consumed copious amounts of booze and my need to relieve myself was quickly becoming an issue

BUT after about another 30 minutes of waiting the doors magically popped open & we were freed. kind of an anti climactic ending but it definitely put a dampener on the evening!

I just hope it be a lesson to all you kids out there, fist pumping like a champ in an elevator may seem like a good idea, but people can get hurt.

in other news, My parma review blog is going strong! last week was a great one because i got a few good reviewers on board who seem to have joined the permanent roster
this wednesday we are hitting the Skinny Dog Hotel in Kew, a bit of a drive for us, but hoping itll be worth it, im hoping to someday soon organise a group road trip interstate to some of the country Australia pubs that claim to have the best/biggest parmas

so thats about it for my life! apologies that i havent been on much, i have missed my darling SG! if people have questions or anything feel free

love you all

P.S.

oh!! i forgot, i just found out Stephen Lynch is coming to melbourne *joygasm!!!* SO going to that!