Numbers are weird shit.


Yesterday we went next door to get to know our neighbours. I reckon they haven't really been happy with our visit. Last time we actually had a conversation ;). After watching a crazy TV show with them we decided to back off and find our Friday-Eve-Relaxation somewhere else. We caught the buz and hopped of at Boundary St to take a look into Rumpus Room. Hell - we got pissed quite fast and my house mate just made me swallow one drink after another.
Later we went to ueber. It was quite lame over there - so we didn't really stay long. While I was tumbling around in the dance floor some stupid retard tried to push me around - but fortunately he went away after telling me some weird story about America and shit - Hardly ever seen such an offensive bitchtard. Whatever. Today: Lazy Saturday afternoon.