Home Strech Baby!
Home stretch baby!
Day 23, one week to go! One week to go! And I’m not counting down the days at all… It’s not like I’m planning a massive night on the 1st of July, and I certainly haven’t just purchased a case of Kim Crawford Sauvy blanc that was on sale for 6 dollars a bottle.
This week has been relatively easy, I haven’t craved a drink at all I don’t think. Two things has happened that are worth mentioning.
Gavin texted me to play cranium and drink spiralinas! We were all looking forward to it, maybe even more so than a night of drinking. We all had a hilarious time, although we did comment on how much more fun we could potentially be having had we been drinking. Danielle talked about how boring she felt not drinking, in her profession, there is a fridge stocked with an endless supply of ciders and beers, and employees are pretty much encouraged to drink. Slightly ironic that I work at a bar yet my work mates, are so supportive of my decision to give up alcohol for a month. LOU 2 even takes me on a date every Saturday where we munch on salmon platters and sip away on diet cokes. (The amount of time I’ve mentioned diet cokes through out these blog posts.. About time they gave me some money for product placement!)
Last blog post I moaned that it’s hard to met people sober. Well, well, well. On mine and Lou 2’s romantic sober dates three attractive Australians sat at the bench beside us. Of course their arrogance outweighed their looks, and this turned into a massive argument when one of them whispered under their breath that Auckland was shit. It’s not shit actually, thank you very much, it has some amazing sights and maybe I will write a blog about it! (Jeez, if only the little girl from the south island could imagine that I would grow up to defend Auckland!)
Anyway, Lou and I had to start work, when they asked for their bill, I wrote on it, “Auckland is awesome!” being that they were cocky Australians, they wrote back, “So am I, can you dance?” we wrote back, “Our dance moves are awesome!” and then, as simple as that, they left a phone number. Not that I wanted some cocky Australian’s phone number anyway, but it’s still kinda a bit of a high.
It was also the night that I meet Lou 2’s boyfriend Paddy Burns. Lou 2 is such a lovely, sweet and petite girl, that he wasn’t at all what I was expecting. He met us at cassette, tall dark and handso… well tall and dark anyway. He looked like he had just came from a 1980’s dress up party. He wore a purple suit, gold shoes, and to top this pimping outfit off, a gold cane. I laughed out loud (or as these young people are calling it, loled) when I first saw him and pointed to the wannabe gansta in purple. LOU 2 deadpanned replied, “That’s my boyfriend.” which of course made me laugh even more. How could this pretty blonde be going out with the gansta in purple? “no” she replied, “that’s really my boyfriend.” One thing that Stephen Hawkins has taught me is that laws of physics states that opposites attract, and you can’t get any more opposed than these two.
After getting over his appearance, Paddy Burns, may just be one of the funniest cats that I’ve met.
I also gave my number to a very cute Brazilian that night… I had just as much (if not more) fun, and I only drank DIET COKE (pay me bitches) and red bull (you can pay me too if you like), I danced, I talked to boys, I made friends with a gansta, all sober - damn proud of myself!
Day 23, one week to go! One week to go! And I’m not counting down the days at all… It’s not like I’m planning a massive night on the 1st of July, and I certainly haven’t just purchased a case of Kim Crawford Sauvy blanc that was on sale for 6 dollars a bottle.
This week has been relatively easy, I haven’t craved a drink at all I don’t think. Two things has happened that are worth mentioning.
Gavin texted me to play cranium and drink spiralinas! We were all looking forward to it, maybe even more so than a night of drinking. We all had a hilarious time, although we did comment on how much more fun we could potentially be having had we been drinking. Danielle talked about how boring she felt not drinking, in her profession, there is a fridge stocked with an endless supply of ciders and beers, and employees are pretty much encouraged to drink. Slightly ironic that I work at a bar yet my work mates, are so supportive of my decision to give up alcohol for a month. LOU 2 even takes me on a date every Saturday where we munch on salmon platters and sip away on diet cokes. (The amount of time I’ve mentioned diet cokes through out these blog posts.. About time they gave me some money for product placement!)
Last blog post I moaned that it’s hard to met people sober. Well, well, well. On mine and Lou 2’s romantic sober dates three attractive Australians sat at the bench beside us. Of course their arrogance outweighed their looks, and this turned into a massive argument when one of them whispered under their breath that Auckland was shit. It’s not shit actually, thank you very much, it has some amazing sights and maybe I will write a blog about it! (Jeez, if only the little girl from the south island could imagine that I would grow up to defend Auckland!)
Anyway, Lou and I had to start work, when they asked for their bill, I wrote on it, “Auckland is awesome!” being that they were cocky Australians, they wrote back, “So am I, can you dance?” we wrote back, “Our dance moves are awesome!” and then, as simple as that, they left a phone number. Not that I wanted some cocky Australian’s phone number anyway, but it’s still kinda a bit of a high.
It was also the night that I meet Lou 2’s boyfriend Paddy Burns. Lou 2 is such a lovely, sweet and petite girl, that he wasn’t at all what I was expecting. He met us at cassette, tall dark and handso… well tall and dark anyway. He looked like he had just came from a 1980’s dress up party. He wore a purple suit, gold shoes, and to top this pimping outfit off, a gold cane. I laughed out loud (or as these young people are calling it, loled) when I first saw him and pointed to the wannabe gansta in purple. LOU 2 deadpanned replied, “That’s my boyfriend.” which of course made me laugh even more. How could this pretty blonde be going out with the gansta in purple? “no” she replied, “that’s really my boyfriend.” One thing that Stephen Hawkins has taught me is that laws of physics states that opposites attract, and you can’t get any more opposed than these two.
After getting over his appearance, Paddy Burns, may just be one of the funniest cats that I’ve met.
I also gave my number to a very cute Brazilian that night… I had just as much (if not more) fun, and I only drank DIET COKE (pay me bitches) and red bull (you can pay me too if you like), I danced, I talked to boys, I made friends with a gansta, all sober - damn proud of myself!
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