Friday, July 24, 2009
I was just about to switch to drinking gin as my new drink, that is until I woke up this morning.
Crisis. Eye make-up everywhere, the brief rememberization of talking to myself quite animatedly in the car on the way home and thinking, ‘Fuck. You’re fucking funny on gin, Peas,’ and now, I actually just wanna rip my own head off.
Ouch, gin hurts. And if what they say is true, will probably burst into tears later.
What a superb and successful night! And this is why God made tranquilisers and gin!
I didn't even break a sweat - and I do. When it involves crowds and talking.
I was so chilled by the time I got to the book venue – Love Books in Melville – I knew I should’ve been more nervous. Vitamin Water everywhere, gin, and of course the awesome people who organized this event, the girls at The Hummingbird.
They even made little mushy peas on toasts! (Which, seriously, I still wouldn’t reccommend for actually serving it to your guests. It traumatised me remember. But ten out of ten for actually making them.)
Then we had to sing.
After a strong Vitamin Water and gin, a mate and I got up to sing a bit of Roxette – but she didn’t have any – so we had to do Rick Astley.
Shit, dancing and moving and choreographing at the same time. (We’re WELL talented), while awesome celebs like Bailey Schneider, Anele from 5fm and Lee-Ann Liebenberg came along. God what a treat – Lee-Ann taught me how to pout, and Bailey and I had to judge the singing. All of them are just such lovely girls.
Also had to talk animatedly about my dildo, while my mother beamed proudly from the crowd – what a kiff turn out – thank you for coming along! – but luckily mum doesn’t even bother to blush anymore.
My new boss might’ve though.
Still a great party, awesome sponsors, a wonderful venue, I got to sign a whole bunch of books, and look, I’m only a little bit hungover today.
(I am going to drink the whole Engen shop on the way to work.) Still talking to myself, this morning. Is this what copious amounts of gin and Vitamin Water does to you? Need to shut my jibber jabber.