Arrrghhhhh hhhh
Extra "h"s there cause today *hurts*.
Newtown festival yesterday and much madness. Stuff you wouldn't read about, primarily because noone in their right mind would write about all of it. Some that is fit to print includes;
* Chia giving Mat a generous hand with his bottle of bourbon and coke.
* Getting dusty at the 2SER tent.
* Spending a hell of a lot of time finding people
* Bumping into friends not seen for nigh on 5 years (jo and Dave for anyone that that means anything to. And if you are one of those, then you will probably go, “Really!!?”. To which I reply, “Yes, really!”).
* Watching only 15 of an actual band playing music
* Ending up at some dudes house with a bottle of Amil
* Chia and Marcy polishing off a bottle of pink bubbly
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* Sitting on King St with Mat accusing people of being Irish and yelling, “Fiddle de deee” at them alot
* Chatting up dudes at the Zanzibar
* Taking over the top flour of @newtown and helping ourselves to alcoholic mixers (apparently bitters has some alcohol but you have to drink a fair to tell).
* Eating pies and calling them, “Roooooad pies!” for no particular reason.
* Getting home at 3am with my housemate locked out and on the front step fretting about his car.
Newtown will do that to you. Gosh darn. Dusty crazy Newtown, huh? Gotta love it.
Newtown festival yesterday and much madness. Stuff you wouldn't read about, primarily because noone in their right mind would write about all of it. Some that is fit to print includes;
* Chia giving Mat a generous hand with his bottle of bourbon and coke.
* Getting dusty at the 2SER tent.
* Spending a hell of a lot of time finding people
* Bumping into friends not seen for nigh on 5 years (jo and Dave for anyone that that means anything to. And if you are one of those, then you will probably go, “Really!!?”. To which I reply, “Yes, really!”).
* Watching only 15 of an actual band playing music
* Ending up at some dudes house with a bottle of Amil
* Chia and Marcy polishing off a bottle of pink bubbly
'
* Sitting on King St with Mat accusing people of being Irish and yelling, “Fiddle de deee” at them alot
* Chatting up dudes at the Zanzibar
* Taking over the top flour of @newtown and helping ourselves to alcoholic mixers (apparently bitters has some alcohol but you have to drink a fair to tell).
* Eating pies and calling them, “Roooooad pies!” for no particular reason.
* Getting home at 3am with my housemate locked out and on the front step fretting about his car.
Newtown will do that to you. Gosh darn. Dusty crazy Newtown, huh? Gotta love it.
posted by tangles at 10:06 AM
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Also Mat says that Newtown festival is his favorite day of the year. He likes it better than CHRISTMAS. It certainly always manages to get totally crazy in a special frenzied kinda way. Mind you, some people I know didn't get drunk and stay out til 3am so for THEM maybe it didn't get crazy. However, I ALWAYS seem to end up staying out until 3am so maybe it is not a general truth, more of a specific localised phenomenon.
I find this promotional paragraph hilarious.
"Fantasy Lingerie is the place to go if you're looking for a sexy little black dress - plus a whole lot more. Daring after-dark wear, for dancing, cocktails - or whatever! Mini dresses and full-length gowns, sexy stockings, gloves, mesh, chain and vinyl."
oh mirth!
"dancing and cocktails" ... always has me reaching for the "mesh, chain and vinyl".
Golden rul of dancing - you can never go wrong if you stick to vinyl mini skirts, a noiyce mesh tank top, some fishies and latex gloves.
Hey Chia,
You and Mat both feeling a little worse for wear.... not surprised.
Sorry I couldnt stay out and be involved in all the shenanigans with you guys. Sounds like it was much fun. I was also up til 3 am, but in a very different head space! Would definitely have preferred your night.
Was great to see you though, hope to do it all again, when Im not a slave to my thesis!
Glad to hear you had fun with the road pie variation of street meat. Mmmm street meat!
Hey M - yes, even at 3pm I was pretty far gone. Somehow Newtown festival makes one forget the essential "sunday-ness" of the day and drink and be merry with gay abandon.
"Yes, @Newtown sounds like a GREAT idea... pass me that bourbon ... and then, why don't we go and get slaughtered at Zanzibar? 3am? The night is yet YOUNG my friends!!".
Im just jealous....
but you guys were funny.... one of the few joys of not geting drunk is to be slightly amused at the expense of those that are... that and not having a hangover...
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