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| Laneway - The Experience |
| by Justin Pearsall | |
| Wed:27-Feb-08 | |
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Page 2 of 2 We set off to the after party. We end up at Macca’s and meet Dave and Sam. Dave is from Sydney and is annoying. Sam is from Melbourne and conducts himself admirably for someone who is friends with Dave. We ring Tim to find out where Roxanne is. Tim sends me a message to say he was playing pool with Alec Ounsworth. Thomo and I still don’t know where Roxanne is. We find Tim and Barry. They are eating Chinese. We see Dave and Sam again. Dave tells me I am a snob for living in Kew. The only funny thing Dave does is when he tries to start a fight with a passing woman. Other than that Dave is a fuckwit. Looking back, the threat of a fight with a single woman isn’t that funny. Conclusion: Dave is a fuckwit. We arrive at Roxanne. Tim wants to leave but we see Dom from Little Red who tells us this place is good. Tim believes anything anyone says. We stay. We see the VIP section of the afterparty. We can’t get in. We get beers. Taka kisses me. A guy asks me if I’ve got any gear. I thank him profusely for considering me, out of the room full of people, to be the guy with the gear, but assure him I don’t. We dance. We get beers. We try to sneak into the VIP area. Tim leaves. We get beers. We try and sneak into the VIP area. Thomo leaves. I get beers. I talk to some girl who only converses when I ask her questions. I think about leaving. Her friend comes and asks if she is ‘alright’. She says ‘yeah, I’m having a good time’. I’m glad one of us is. I leave. I get beers. I dance with Barry and his friend whose name is either Shaky or Gusty or something. I sit next to a girl who tells me that I look like Matt Damon. I don’t look like Matt Damon. She then tells me she just moved back from overseas and wants to go away again. She stands up, walks in a circle, kisses me, and leaves. I think she might’ve found the guys with the gear. I leave. I fall asleep in the cab. I eat day-old bolognese on toast. I call one of my best friends and ask if she was interested in me before I slept with her best friend. It turns out she was. I regret sleeping with her best friend. I also regret the combination of Maccas, beer, Bolognese, Chinese pork, Red Bull, beef burgers and the spearmint Professional gum that is circling my belly. I finally fall asleep fully clothed (shoes and all). It is 5 am. I wake up with an erection and a limp, unsure of why either of these things exists at this point in time. << Start < Prev 1 2 Next > End >> |