Thursday was Anzac day. So. Much. Drinking! But I loved it! I remember going to the bathrooms and everything was spinning around me and it was only 2pm! No surprise, we cracked open a bottle of sparkling wine and a sixpack at 9:30am at home whilst sitting around a lovely barbecue breakfast. Got to the pub at midday and played two-up all day. Pretty much lost every bet, should’ve just stuck to tails. But it’s alright I was only betting fives and tens (I think). Stumbled back home at dusk and drank until I passed out, slept through the loudest music, smoke machines and disco lights. My house is mental. 
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Thursday was Anzac day. So. Much. Drinking! But I loved it! I remember going to the bathrooms and everything was spinning around me and it was only 2pm! No surprise, we cracked open a bottle of sparkling wine and a sixpack at 9:30am at home whilst sitting around a lovely barbecue breakfast. Got to the pub at midday and played two-up all day. Pretty much lost every bet, should’ve just stuck to tails. But it’s alright I was only betting fives and tens (I think). Stumbled back home at dusk and drank until I passed out, slept through the loudest music, smoke machines and disco lights. My house is mental. 
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Thursday was Anzac day. So. Much. Drinking! But I loved it! I remember going to the bathrooms and everything was spinning around me and it was only 2pm! No surprise, we cracked open a bottle of sparkling wine and a sixpack at 9:30am at home whilst sitting around a lovely barbecue breakfast. Got to the pub at midday and played two-up all day. Pretty much lost every bet, should’ve just stuck to tails. But it’s alright I was only betting fives and tens (I think). Stumbled back home at dusk and drank until I passed out, slept through the loudest music, smoke machines and disco lights. My house is mental. 
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Thursday was Anzac day. So. Much. Drinking! But I loved it! I remember going to the bathrooms and everything was spinning around me and it was only 2pm! No surprise, we cracked open a bottle of sparkling wine and a sixpack at 9:30am at home whilst sitting around a lovely barbecue breakfast. Got to the pub at midday and played two-up all day. Pretty much lost every bet, should’ve just stuck to tails. But it’s alright I was only betting fives and tens (I think). Stumbled back home at dusk and drank until I passed out, slept through the loudest music, smoke machines and disco lights. My house is mental. 

If only I could stay in this beautiful hotel room just for a night… Mmmmm. If any one of you readers have a spare 16,000 dollars please ring me up at work and I’ll book it for you. Currently listening to James Blake’s Overgrown with his own commentary on each song… Beautiful. 

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