OMG...

so freakin tired can die.

i just got back from shopping. i didnt get anything tho... :(

we left the house at like 1030 and it is now 5.

plus, i only slept at 4 last night.

fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...............

last night was a massive night. it was DJ's bday yesterday so he had all his friends over for a bbq and a bit of a brew.
ok... a LOT of a brew.

there was lots of alcohol floating around and at the end of the night there was alot of drunk people lying around. one in particular was puking their guts out.........







NOT ME LA!

-_-

it was Mr Bday Boy so guess who got stuck looking after him? yes... it was me. he was lying on the table and couldnt even lift his head off it so i was like, "ok dj, come let me take you down to your bed." so i bludy carried him up (which was so freakin hard especially since i was a bit tipsy myself) and when i finally got him on his feet, this fella mumbled/slurred to me, " i wanna spew...". WHAT?!?!??!

so i took him down the stairs to the garden area where he puked everywhere! he was vomiting and i had to move his body so he was vomiting downstream and not into his body. gross.

AND THEN i had to walk him to his room where he stripped to get into the shower... at this point i quickly overted my eyes elsewhere.

AND THENNN i had to go upstairs to get him a bludy pot to put by his bed in case he decided to get up in the middle of the night and puke. yea.. a pot. couldnt find a bucket what... lol.

yea.....










just call me a regular Florence fuckin Nightingale.











love,
jo