the wishbone will never replace the backbone

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i slept in many different beds with many different people but didn’t do much sleeping, just talked and talked and sipped drinks and laughed and watched videos on youtube and i couldn’t sleep. couldn’t sleep alone, couldn’t sleep sober, couldn’t sleep with drugs, couldn’t sleep with my friends spooning me, couldn’t sleep with my cat curled against me purring, couldn’t sleep under my desk at work at 4am, couldn’t sleep at all until i went and crawled into my boyfriend’s bed at 8am monday morning and he kissed my face and i curled up next to him and finally fell asleep for 9 hours. then he woke me up and made me dinner while i drank beers in his backyard.

i went to $5 parma night and got stoned a lot and shanno made me porridge and joel made me spacecake and jason and i did a lot of nangs and we all laughed a lot. drank a lot of vodka and danced on stages and in cars and in lounge rooms. woke up in strange places, passing out in my jeans and no memories of how i arrived there. took my boyfriend to stay in a hotel and splash around in a spa to celebrate a small milestone. had a lot of good chats with my best friend from 1990 and with my best friend from japan and good breakfasts with my simo. i cooked dinner just to prove a point and i fell asleep in the movie theatre and i was obnoxiously drunk more than once but i have these amazing friends who forgive me and who just love me anyway.

life is very nice but melbourne is killing me at the moment so tomorrow i’m going to sydney for an escape. i can’t wait. when i get back everything will be even nicer.

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  1. bon-bon posted this