Happy-ish

Happy-ish and drunk-ish, actually.

Skipped movies last night for trivia at the East with a composite and fabulous team called Reverse Tit Fuck with Bum Growl* and received many hugs.

This was officially good.

Then went home and saw Ms Fits bag out Amercian Psycho on Aunty for not being a short story.

Also good.

Then tonight blew off MIFF and went to guzzle free bubbly at the opening of the Melbourne Art Fair and hug friends and gaze in wonderment at Art Ladies' Fashion.

Good but strange.

Lastly came home and rang my mate Mike in Amsterdam and was relieved to hear he is better than to be expected. In fact he even blogged today.

THIS IS FUCKING EXCELLENT.

Night all.

*Don't worry, I had to ask what bum growl meant as well. Apparently it's the same as rimming... You learn something new every day!