Tonight and tomorrow night I was meant to be house sitting for my Aunt but I ended up getting bored and came home to lasagne and kitties.
I think Sam, the 14 year old who is now 18, is angry at me because I dislike her boyfriend. I may have told her this last night after a few too many gin and tonics. She told me not to worry, but... well, to put it nicely she's a girl and a friend and I've kind of never met her boyfriend.
Last night my friend Annie and I went to see Mao's Last Dancer and had dinner and drinks. The movie was okay - it kind of annoyed me a little bit but that's okay. I had chorizo, mushroom and spinach pasta for dinner and it was delicious. Annie is a writer as well and so we discussed whether you have to just have creativity, or whether you can learn it.
After dinner we went to a fancy bar where she was recognised as a Mountain City Roller (Taranaki's roller derby girls). The bartenders asked if they could be cheerleaders and we decided to leave.
After that we ended up in a sports bar because we thought it would be funny and I heard a man yell, "GO YOU FUCKING MONGREL CUNTS!" at a dog race. In my drunken state, this was quite funny.
My friend Jeremy did my hair a few days ago. I would post a photo but whenever I try to upload one it cuts half of my face off.
Tonight the neighbours are being noisy. I was meant to be going to town with Sam and some of her friends. I decided not to. It's weird: her and her friends treat me like I'm more special than the average person. I think she builds me up to be more awesome than I actually am. It's strange.
Good night.
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