'Do you think this was an accident?" (Best holiday ever)

BOOM! There's the flavour!

So last week Matthew P Watt, Mooch Man Milo and myself hung out in Melbourne. It was undeniably the best holiday I have ever had. Seriously, fuck!

*Please note: The following will make very little sense and will be poorly written and constructed. I do what I want.*

The whole idea was to fly to Melbs, hang out for a week and watch Underoath on the Wednesday night. Amazing as UO were, it didn't even turn out to be the high point of the week.

*'You don't get to be this good looking by mistake"
*'BOOM! There's the flavour"
*'She's only sevennnnteeeeEEEn"
*'Couch guy is back!"

Hot diggity, we ate, drank and shopped so much. Best burger in the world: From grill'd. Damn, that was epic. Close second goes to Lord of the Fries' veggo mini burger. Handrolls a plenty. Eggs benedict off Collins lane, the guy thought he hell sold us into eating there. We had just had enough of looking for the best breakfast deal. But you know, good job buddy.

American Apparel is the greatest store. Matty spent $1000 there. I kid you not. Almost bought myself a pair of grey and purple Tigers. So so close. Oh yes, they will be mine.

First night there we drank 15 cheapass bourbons and coke** each. $5ea at our backpacker's bar. Combine cheap booze with a game of drink stacks, and 3 boisterous young guys and POW! Shit gets real. Best backpackers bar ever, just made the place so much friendlier, and made it so much easier for us to corrupt the minds of all those around us. By the end of the week almost everybody there was giving us that 'oh hey you... you crazy bastard" nod of acknowledgement in the corridors.
**We concluded on the first night, that it is not 'Bourbon and Cokes", rather 'Bourbons and Coke". Much like 'Govenors General". Thanks for playing.

AND STOP! NOW, GO:

......'That's wifey, right there".....

There must be something about being on holiday, where you show your true self and communicate with new people without feeling the need to filter your speech. I know back home when I talk to people I don't know, I tone myself down for fear of being too full on. Not on holiday though, you exist without stress and anxiety. And you talk to people you normally think wouldn't want your time.

Miss South Australian Future Wife... oh my GOD. What a lady.

Moochy found himself a Melbourne lady, hello interstate love! Seriously, 4 days in town and he found a keeper. Pity about the longitude!

This was on the last night, no less. We spent most of the day going our own way and chilling out as much as we can - 4 days of non stop walking around and liver abuse does take its toll. Next thing you know, we are breezing through cheap bourbons, chatting to strangers and having a damn good time. Shortly before midnight, we roll to Next to catch up with our good friends, and proceed to tear that place apart! The photo guy was doing shots with us, Matty was telling the BCE guy to play Elora Danan, and we were going mental to Dammit. Biggest and best rage ever.

Us Perth kids know how to dance, don't you forget that, fair Melbourne!

I miss that place so bad already.

In other news, Walking Dead is getting fucking intense! Greatest comic series, ever.
I'm also craving some Thomas Huxley, to stimulate my mind.
Uni next year... scary as hell!

People who take more than 1 minute to complete an ATM transaction should be given a giant electric shock. Seriously, it's not rocket science you knob jockey! Hurry up!

So anyway... I'd say this is probably it for now. I'm back home, existing as i was before. Just a little better dressed.

Fuck.