the plankmeister's interweblet

Thursday, March 21, 2002

Byron Bay : Australiliojljioiojia

Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday dear meeeeeeeeeee! Happy birthday to me!

Today is my birthday. I am 27 today. As I sit here considering this, I am reminded of the fact that throughout my entire 24th, 25th and 26th years, I had no sexual experiences at all. (Solo performances don't count) I wonder if I'll be able to prevent this from occurring in my 27th year. I fucking hope so. So! What did I do today? I woke up late, (as ever) and sat by the pool. Then went to Cheeky Monkeys for some food and went back to the hostel to drink some beer. As we sat drinking beer, the two danish girls were babbling on in their mouth-full-of-treacle accents and then Karina said "We're just talking about how sexually frustrated we are." Richard and I looked at each other with a knowing look and smiled a small smile of victory. As the evening progressed, we slagged off the dwarves and went to Cheeky Monkeys again, where the evening took an interesting turn. Basically, we were all just talking about sex. And related topics. Much beer was drunk, much arhythmic dancing was done (extremely well by Richard. I was on the floor laughing at one point) and then we went to the pie shop. I noticed Richard and Karina were getting along famously. Come to think of it, Dorthe (I think that's how you spell it!) and I were getting on quite well. Especially when we found ourselves walking hand-in-hand to the beach. Richard and Karina had gone back to the room. Down on the beach things got interesting... We watched some lightning in a storm some way off shore, and then we were kissing. And caressing. Which was good. And then she turned into a vampire. I have the teeth marks to prove it. She has equally gruesome wounds. A most bizarre scenario, let me tell you.