How gauche!
Well last night was Riverfest and everywhere with a view of the river was packed. That didn’t bother me as I was working, and, I did a good job! The fireworks were wonderful, they were launched from the tops of several buildings and bridges and the whole city was lit up with magnificant colours!

Afterwards I went over to my friend Jason’s place and had some beers. I felt akward the whole night because his new partner was there and obviously not keep to do anything other than go to bed so I felt that I should leave as soon as possible. So Jason and I walked his co-worker Bry to the taxi rank leaving Jason’s new partner home alone. While at the taxi rank Bry managed to remove one of the large taxi signs from it’s cement base. Eventually we got her a cab and I walked down to the local pub. The local pub is a bit rough, but it serves beer.
So after a few more schooners of beer I remember catching a cab into the Valley, Brisbane’s nightlife district. That was about 2:30am From there I don’t remember anything until I was having sex on the Storey Bridge.

Related posts:
Just a phone call away
Going dry
English lessons
t.g.i.f. but if only i wasn’t hangover (wow, I can really ramble sometimes)
should i or not?




Hugh said:SEX - OMG
Colin, Colin, Colin - Adrian has defiled your blog, by talking about *whisper* S E X
btw, can we have the scandalous details - no, not those details, just names

Commented on September 2nd, 2007 at 5:55 pmI’m in the Outer Hebrides at the mo, so there’s no chance of sex up here