How I looked this morning. I think it's an accurate picture of how I felt. Tired & unclean. Last night wasn't amazing (I wore high heels and was in a lot of pain most the night) but it had it's good moments. Highlights:


- Having to go to the staff area of mooseheads to 'collect' a friend that was so drunk she was vomiting in a bucket with two bottles of water next to her. my job was to coax her down five flights of stairs and then take her to the taxi rank.

- The forty year old bogan lady that when walking past me exclaimed loudly 'look how pale that girls legs are!!' and howled with laughter. I wanted to be offended but I actually just found it hilarious.

- Going to say goodbye to my gay friend only to see him start violently making out with a random guy that looked like a pirate. Needless to say we left him in peace.

- Singing anything Nicki Minaj too enthusiastically.

- The homeless man wearing a crazy hat and holding a dog that shouted 'legs that go on for miles' at me. I felt violated.

- Eating cold KFC and reflecting on our night with the birthday boy, Hagan.

Some of those highlights sound more bad than good but those are the things that you remember months later and still laugh about. I'm also aware this post makes me and my friends sound like filthy bogans but what can I say? It was just one of those nights.