what a weekend. friday night was supposed to be subdued. we went to see a film called 'mutiny: asians storm british music' which was on with the melb international film fest. it was agreat doco, all about indian/pakistani/punjabi musicians in britain, and about the reasons they got involved in music. i sat there listening to what these artists had to say, and i was going 'yeah! i get this! i feel exactly the same way!'. so i guess it was inevitable that i would feel invincible afterward, and that i would take full advantage of the 2 for 1 martini deals at the bar we went to later. i was even teaching people how to do the bhangra on the dancefloor. we got home around three... then saturday night, and janet's party. needless to say, i went off there as well, which in itself was surprising seeing as i felt like death when i woke up on saturday. we got home at four thirty. it was an ace party, had a rock and roll theme, and i managed to put together a pretty impressive outfit with bits and pieces i picked up at savers, dimmeys and kmart. fishnet stockings refashioned into a shrug of sorts was definitely my piece de resistance.
okay, enough fuzzy recollecting. i must get down to the writing thing. adios!