It's the usual Monday 'this-is-what-I-did-on-the-weekend' update.
Friday nite, stayed at Carls which was a nice change from being here and the ever invasive presence of WoWC.
Saturday we headed to Marion (for something a bit different to going into town) and it was just as bad as I though... People everywhere! But I stocked up on munchies for Carls place (so I don't eat all their noodles when I'm there) and bought a pair of black and red stripy tights that go ALL the way up my leg. They're like stockings, but with no crotch bit. I love them, and want to wear them and show em off... But it's too cold to lately :(
Saturday night was pretty good as well. We got the bus into town as usual and one of Carl's friends were on it, surrounded by aberfoyl park "punk/grunge/trendy" TRASH! So calm as anything I stomped up to them in my clicky boots with a big grin on my face and I got a few worried looks before I plonked myself down next to him and started chatting away. It was funny.... BECAUSE THEY NEW I WAS BETTER! HA!
Anyway, rather than the usual Cranka Carl wanted to take me to this place called Supermild, which was really good! I liked the atmosphere, the music, the lighting, the comfy chair with the pillow on it... Even though it was full. The only bad bit was this big assess girl who kept dancing with her friends and kept nearly banging into me. It wouldn't have been too bad, but they were all crap dancers, and her style was very reminiscent of a 60/70's Go-Go dancer!
We went next door to Elysium which was okish, but full of rude drunk assholes and other assorted "we're so much better than thou" trendies *Grrrr* so we didn't stay long.
Next we wandered down Hinley street wandering what to do next, when we saw that Isobar was near empty, so after a few tentative steps inside to see if we would get glared at (we didn't), we went to the bar and enjoyed a few drinks (They have awesome glasses!). The best part of being there was that the club is engineered for sex. Couches and square foam block thingies everywhere, the 'vault' which looks like one of those orgy rooms you seen in films, and upstairs near the toilet is 'makeout corner central! I must admit I was drawn to the place. We entertained ourselves gauging how badly the girls hovering around the pool table were out for sex. Quite funny actually, but I think it's a 'you had to be there' thing.
After a quick stop off at Hungry Jacks I took Carl to Fumo Blu as he has never been in there before, and it actually wasn't as packed as I thought it would be. He liked the fishtank, and a funny bartender, and proceeded to get pissed on double gin and tonics... :s We left to get some food, and I managed to coerce him not to go to the Cranka anyway (otherwise we'd be out till the sun was coming up) then caught a cab home. San Giorgios garlic bread rocks (if you can stand the contempt).
Sunday was lazy, we headed to the bay and got pasta, had a disappointing and brief experience at Marion then watched Billy Connelly and Robocop. Very cool chillout.
Now it's my busy week and I'm off to a fantastic start NOT. *sigh* I'm just not made for this.
