Hungover

Its not what you think.


I am not hungover. Didn't have a droplet of alcohol last evening.
I am merely pissed off because I didn't get to see the 'it' movie of the season, The Hangover.

I wanted to know what the eff everyone has been going on about! So I rally the troops and get a few of us together to check it out.

Only one problem - its f*cking school holidays. Cheese and Rice, the effing tickets are sold out to all the 11 year olds watching at Age Restriction 16 flick. Whoop-de-do. I was acid.

At least my mood was lightened by little Goth Boy, clad in his best black outfit and smothered in guy-liner and black lipstick, with lashings of dog chains and metal-studded cuff. F*cking hilarious.

So hilarious infact, that I picked up the phone, called Vig (who was one of the peeps meeting me to see the flick) and screamed down the phone: "Duuuuuuude, oh my f*cking gosh! You have got to see this little goth boy number that just rolled into Nu Metro!You'll plutz! HA! HA! HA!"

Think little Goth Boy got the hint.

We ended up at Mythos, after strolling between the regular and 'Noveau' cinema's, that are on opposite sides of the bloody shopping centre, trying to make our minds up. My birthday, that is in 25 days was discussed. Theme: Tight and Bright...A night in Neon.

Vig has decided he wants to wear rollerskates to my party. Bokkie is just going to wear 'ankle schrunchies'. It was also decided that we'll have to play 90's classics like "Shake and Shimmy Baby" and all the Outthere Brothers tracks. Stay tuned.

I will attempt to see 'The Hangover' soon enough. Better flipping be worth it!