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Ahhh. At last, some days of bumming around at home to look forward to. The NIDA thing finished well, got somewhat less stressful by the end of the week. And uh... well, having to condense six months of HSC work into three days wasn't really conducive to a great performance, but it was amusing, and we learned stuff, which was good.

If I'm a tad incomprehensible it's because I just got in from a big day out acting sus with the slashy group. Min brought along either her boyfriend or her stalker, I forget which, and Diana brought along a guy from her primary school reunion, who was hoping for saome hot girl on girl action, but the closest he got was icecream and suggestive conversation. But he's a Firefly fan, so I'm willing to forgive a lot. First I saw Pan's Labyrinth with Sim and Yi Fan, that was great - very sad, but awesome lighting and transitions oh god English class what have you done to me!? Anyway, we ate pizza and bummed around at Kinokuniya till the others showed up. I finally bought Stardust! The illustrated version. It's awesome.

Anyway, there was a HUUUGE mountain of icecream, since there were ten of us we just told them to give us the biggest one they had. 17 scoops. Waaaaugh. With the arrival of Diana, Mel and Jenny, the conversation was already off to the kind of start that makes Yi Fan mumble about her happy place: already Diana was being accused of being a five dollar whore, the word prostitute had been mentioned twice by different people on unrelated occasions, people were feeding each other things and I had to sit on Diana's lap to protect her virtue from Jenny in Melissa's bathroomy absence. ...yeah, I'm still a bit fuzzy on that last one.

Then we wandered around Darling Harbour, played a bit of poker, traumatised small children, explained oral sex to Yi Fan using simple hand gestures and I petted a duck. Mel split off around six when the rest of us went to dinner at some terrible Japanese place - I have to say, I prefer Chinese food in general. And well, it would be nice if the menu actually mentioned that the noodles came in soup. We had dessert/coffee at some random hideously over-priced cafe, which served REALLY great pancakes for a bizarre price, but I was out of money by then so Diana shouted me anyway. There we had a conversation about subtext, and the boys elucidated that whole "boys think about sex every eight seconds" concept. There was some confusion as to what defined thinking about sex - if you think about the way boys think about sex a lot, is that thinking about sex? Then it came out that Jenny proclaims things to be phallic all the tinme without actually thinking about sex at all, which was frankly puzzling.

By then it was dark, so we parted at Town Hall, and a kind bus driver let me have a free ride when it suddenly occurred to me that I really didn't actually ahve any moeny whatsoever, or a trabelten, or anything. And I was going to figure out my new (to me... it's atcually very very old) microphone, but sleep beckons.

Finally: A love meme by linnpuzzle. Go on, feed my ego.... for it EES HUNGRY MWAHAHAHA I mean. *waves leetle flag*