Yesterday I had a driving lesson. Didn’t fuck up majorly once, AND went right into the city for the first time AND did hook turns. I roXor.
But! The spoken word night that I organised was on last night. Oh, my, god.
Short answer: it went so fucking well. Better than I could’ve scripted.
Long, boring answer: I was a little psychostressed before it. then two small fuckups happened: Junior misunderstood me and was in the car with Jaxx when we were going to Boyfriend’s to pick up the sound stuff (I’d explicitly told her they’d be no room for her, which I thought would be ok since she could bus home from Jaxx’s, considering the bus is literally right out both of their front doors).
When I was getting angry about that, Boyfriend called and told me his bus was going verrrry slowly and he wouldn’t be able to meet us in time. I went apeshit, and he was all, ‘I’m sorry, honey, but I just can’t get home by 5. Should I just meet you there with the equiptment in a taxi?’ which makes me love him so very much more. Insaneo-mode Desci said, ‘no, no, we have to drop Junior off anyway’ and hung up on him. He waited a few minutes til I reverted back to a stable human, then called back and we organised stuff. I love the fact that he’s my calm to my drama queen.
So we set up, well, we left Boyfriend to set up while Jaxx and I went back to Preston to GET MY FUCKING PIECE that I’d forgotten (I had a lot to carry. Oh, fuck off).
And it all went swimmingly. All the speakers were amazing, including the divine Naridu (whose gorgeous boyfriend I had the pleasure of meeting IRL).
So we got drunk, very drunk, and danced to bad eighties music from the best DJ in Melbourne, dj wendi (sorry, dj, but hey, I’ve never heard you!)
Don’t you hate it when you get really drunk, and you’re talking to someone, and forget that ‘what you say’ and ‘what you’re thinking’ are two separate things? Looking back, I think I said things which made me look like either a wanker, an idiot or a patronising fuck, since I left other things unspoken (‘but that’s just his opinion’, and ‘but you have many superior qualities to me’, for example). Ah well; it’ll all come out in the wash.
When the bar closed some of us got a taxi and went to maccas then our respective houses. But when I got home my burger and chips… um, bungeyjumped my system. You know, fast down, faster up. Oy.
Anyway, it was just the best, best night. I love my friends and I love my writers. Naaaw.
Now, I can rest my hangover and indulge in a holiday day, since I’ve handed everything in, including my honours submission (more about that later) w00t!
Now, here’s a little somethin’ somethin’ I heard about buffy. If you’re not a fan, don’t read the rest of this post.
Hate guy was there, and we talked and laughed together for a good portion of the night! (Hate guy is the guy I decided to hate first class first year. And he kept inadvertently giving me reasons to hate him. But last night, he was actually… pretty cool. How confusing. I think it was because he had his partner with him, who seems like an awesome chick who might even him out).
Anyway, hate guy said that there was an alternative episode that Joss scripted but never shot, because they couldn’t get the character they needed. It was meant to be one of the last episodes of the last season. Now, I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it may make you cry.
So the powers that be or someone basically give buffy a ‘get out of jail free’ card. She can have anything she wants. She can bring her mum back to life. She can finally have Angel, and make him mortal. Whatever she wants is hers. She decides.
She walks into her house with new shoes on. Willow asks her what she did. Buffy’s all, ‘you like my new shoes? They’re shiny!’ Willow can’t believe that she wasted this amazing opportunity on new bloody shoes. She tells Buffy so. ‘I didn’t waste my one thing on new shoes!’ she goes upstairs, Willow gaping after her. Then she feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around. It’s Tara.
Come on, nerds, weep with me now and let’s all masturbate over pictures of Joss Weadon.
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