John Barrowman at Phoenix Comicon 2013 {X}
(he forgot the face of blow)
My weekend
Friday:
- Left home at 7 so we wouldn’t have to deal with the shit fest that is the M5 during peak hour.
- Flight ended up being delayed because of shitty weather in Brisbane.
- Got to my Aunties house just before lunch time. Hung out, had lunch then caught the train in to the city and then the ferry to Southbank.
- Walked along the river to the restaurant my cousin works at. Said hello to him then walked to a pub for some drinks/to catch up with my other cousin whose engagement it was we were in Brisbane for
Saturday:
- Went to Westfield to get my 14 year old cousin a dress for the engagement and just hang out really. Michelle (the one who needed to buy a dress) went with Mum and my Aunties while I walked around with my two other cousins.
- Went back to the house, had lunch and got ready.
- Got a taxi in to the Valley for the engagement. Spent a lot of time with my cousins grandparents because they’re amazing and I wish they were my grandparents.
- Got very drunk. Open bars and waitresses who don’t hesitate to top up your wine for you are amazing.
- My Aunty took 3 of my cousins home at about 10 so then I ended up just sitting with another of my cousins and his partner who decided I would be going out with them after the engagement was over.
- Sent some very aggressive text messages.
- Danced terribly and embarrassed myself. Standard.
- When it was over a bunch of us went to the gay bar up the road where my cousin met his fiancee. Spent the night with one of my cousins who promised my parents he’d look after me.
- Had an amazing conversation about politics with my cousins old boss who told me he was a fascist and believed the best form of government is an all out dictatorship. That was so much fun.
- Got a taxi home with my creepy Uncle at about 3ish. I paid for it. He only earns between 150-200k a year. You know how it is.
Today:
- Woke up feeling like so seedy.
- Had a shower and packed.
- Slept the entire flight home.
