Have you ever had one of those weekends you should have just stayed in bed?
Coffee
I had intended to stay home all Friday night, but when Hayley mentioned coffee at Brighton-Le-Sands I jumped in my car after dinner and met her to share a piece of chocolate cake. I really wasn't in the mood I should have been more intuitive with my feelings. She updated me with her latest dates and potential new boyfriend, we watched all the heavily modified cars drive up and down the strip, laughed at a few of the skanky girls walking - no strutting down the street. I called it a night after about an hour and raced home, when I say raced I was playing with a dozen or so supra's, my little 1.8 turbo does measure up to the twin turbo toyota's ;-)
Drinks
I visited JY at the gallery, had lunch an a bottle of champers, an afternoon cat nap and then heading out for a big night with Julia all dolled up in my new shoes, Versace top and Vanentino bag. Tried for a dinner at Newtown but the traffic and the parking situation did my head in! Off to Bill and Tony's for old times then off to Marble Bar where Professor Groove was performing, I just love the funky beats. The crowd was less than desirable so we commenced relocation, Art House, The Attic all downers although we did fit in a cocktail. Looking at a few other centrally located venues, my feet were getting sore (damn those new 4" high heel shoes) jumped in a cab and called it a night (it was 1.30am afterall)
The Brawl
Sunday afternoon on a cruise in the middle of Sydney Harbour, can't get much better right? WRONG! The boat was 45mins late departing, the 70-100 people destined to attend ended up being only 20, the oysters were nasty, a doormat fell on most the food, some irate patrons on board complaining to anyone who would listen @ $80 a head I expected more. But, I had my close friends on board with me, limitless faux champers and cruising along the most beautiful harbour in the world. The passengers tirade became undone at Watsons Bay Marina when a lady spat in the face of one of the organisers and he pushed her back, then her son jumped him and 10 guys trying to break up the brawl. Police were called, the water police followed the cruiser back to Darling Harbour, I spent the journey back near the bar talking to the bar tender (very cute and he asked for my number *smiles*). Back on dry land, statements to the police and a decision was made to go to Cargo Bar for a chill out drink.
I should have stayed in.
Coffee
I had intended to stay home all Friday night, but when Hayley mentioned coffee at Brighton-Le-Sands I jumped in my car after dinner and met her to share a piece of chocolate cake. I really wasn't in the mood I should have been more intuitive with my feelings. She updated me with her latest dates and potential new boyfriend, we watched all the heavily modified cars drive up and down the strip, laughed at a few of the skanky girls walking - no strutting down the street. I called it a night after about an hour and raced home, when I say raced I was playing with a dozen or so supra's, my little 1.8 turbo does measure up to the twin turbo toyota's ;-)
Drinks
I visited JY at the gallery, had lunch an a bottle of champers, an afternoon cat nap and then heading out for a big night with Julia all dolled up in my new shoes, Versace top and Vanentino bag. Tried for a dinner at Newtown but the traffic and the parking situation did my head in! Off to Bill and Tony's for old times then off to Marble Bar where Professor Groove was performing, I just love the funky beats. The crowd was less than desirable so we commenced relocation, Art House, The Attic all downers although we did fit in a cocktail. Looking at a few other centrally located venues, my feet were getting sore (damn those new 4" high heel shoes) jumped in a cab and called it a night (it was 1.30am afterall)
The Brawl
Sunday afternoon on a cruise in the middle of Sydney Harbour, can't get much better right? WRONG! The boat was 45mins late departing, the 70-100 people destined to attend ended up being only 20, the oysters were nasty, a doormat fell on most the food, some irate patrons on board complaining to anyone who would listen @ $80 a head I expected more. But, I had my close friends on board with me, limitless faux champers and cruising along the most beautiful harbour in the world. The passengers tirade became undone at Watsons Bay Marina when a lady spat in the face of one of the organisers and he pushed her back, then her son jumped him and 10 guys trying to break up the brawl. Police were called, the water police followed the cruiser back to Darling Harbour, I spent the journey back near the bar talking to the bar tender (very cute and he asked for my number *smiles*). Back on dry land, statements to the police and a decision was made to go to Cargo Bar for a chill out drink.
I should have stayed in.
2 comments:
Well bugga me! At least it wasn't dull :)
Taking bets - he wont call....
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