we caught the 8.16 train from North Gong.
Caught a bus from central.
We were bombarded by some random Catholics, here for WYD
Singing what sounded like 'Viva La Papa!' and waving HUGE flags
and staring us down and just not caring that we were in their path.
We shuffled out of the way.
We heaps bummed around, eating sandwhiches and browsing shops
until 11.30
when I went to industrial strength and this guy Rob was heaps nice
and helped me pick out my jewellry and shit.
so I've got my septum pierced.
It hurt a fair bit when the needle went in, and my eyes watered.
Rob left the plastic tube in my nose and made me get up and look in the mirror and see how it was.
He said he was pretty pleased with it.
and I said I was too.
Mark spent ages freaking out about it in the waiting room
but I think it looks nice.
and so does he.
My mother hates it.
I knew she would.

We went to Goulds and I found three of the plays I need for this session,
saving me heapss!
Mark went to Chippendale to see Chris and I bummed in Gloria Jeans for ages
and then a park bench.
Where an Aboriginal asked me for two dollars to help him out.
I said I did not have two dollars. (I really didn't. I only had 30c.)
He then asked if he could have one of the rice crackers I was eating.
I said of course.
he took one, then said these are those rice cracker things hey? 
and I said yep and he said can I have another one?
and I sure and he took two and said thanks darling and left.

Mark ran back from Chippendale.
because I had an exploding headache.
I had had one all day.
And then we caught the train back.
and I Slept heaps.

I had a nice time, even though I had a heaps bad headache.

TRAIN

Toilet Stop @ Zanzibar. Random Bar. Just heaps needed a toilet.
Mark Freaking in the waiting room while I get pierced.

Today Mark and I went to Centrelink, to tell them my rent has changed
(extra $60/FN until we find someone else to move in! D: )
and went to uni to buy some plays and return library books.
We did not wear shoes.
We had a coffee and bananabread/muffin by the duck pond in the sun.
See Diagram A: Mark drinking a large Vanilla Latte by the duckpond.
in the sun.
with no shoes on. In my bonds singlet.
which he actually wore inside out.
aww.bless.

we went back to his. bummed around.
then woolies.
where I bought Nurofen for the swelling in my nose.
and antibac soap
so I can touch the piercing when I clean it
(Which is fucking hard to clean. I did not think it through very well.)
My nose has been heaps runny today too, and I have had to gingerly pick
the snot out from around my ring.
ew I know, but it's my life and I have to deal with it,
so you should be able to deal with reading about it.

mark and I were in a 'we're dirty students' kind of mode,
so we took heaps of dirty pictures of us smoking,which we never really do (which follows.)
Then we just sat in the sun, in the clover, by the clothes line in Mark's yard.
it was a nice day.
Cue Dirty Photos/Aftermath in grass.
I love him
Awkward kissing to avoid bumping my owwy nose. LOL
it is heaps retarded but... better than nothing?
 Mirror for cars to reverse with at Woolies

LOL. lone sock.