More bourbon in my day to day life! My mum’s made some home-made shampoo – I’ve got no idea what it’s made off, but man, it sure don’t smell pretty. On first impression, it smelt distinctly like bourbon. So now, even though I’ve got short hair and people say I look “tidier”, I smell like a complete drunkard for the better part of the day.
Today at work we got a phone call from our old office manager Pam, who I have personally never met:
Me: Oi – there’s a phone call for you, her name’s Pam.
Ms Superiority: Oh… did she have an accent?
Me: Yep.
Miss Naiveity (stupidist girl in the world): What?? Pam had an accident?! OH MY GOD!
Ms Superiority: Huh? Who had an accident???
Miss Naiveity: Pam had an accident! Oh god!!
Ms Superiority: OH MY GOD! QUICK, LET ME SPEAK TO HER!
This was just such an unbelievable scene of stupidity. I mean, you could leave those two alone in a room together and they’d suddenly convince each other the world was ending.
I’ve also been looking around at some one man flats, I’m trying (desperately) to move out of home back to Melbourne. If you’ve got a spare bedroom, I’d probably be interested, email me!
I’m getting sick of the republic debate. I’m getting sick of the GST debate. I say: Let’s replace John Howard with a penguin.