where was i last night?

mmm... christmas eve's eve. and where was i early on in the evening? well, i was in the city - spending money on things i DONT need ... but JB was closing in 10 minutes and i thought i had a chance to buy some presents... for myself.

so, met up with carol because apparently she had said "we'd" both go to this art exhibition somewhere in brunswick... now, recently we had been to the VCA exhibition - and it was great success. i was drunk from 3 tiny glasses of wine and there were tonnes of good art works, and all the hotties too was pretty cool. last night had nothing.

we arrived to find this dodgy building that was ... like, a production designers movie set dream. it was so full of shit and crap everywhere it looked like a set. this huge open space with grit and mess and food scraps and just mess EVERYWHERE. so, after a couple of calls to confim we were infact at the right place we finally met up with carol's friend. she's sweet, but she's what i have called her a "buddhist hippie lesbian" as she dresses like most of those people. (her next door neighbour unknown to me was infact the buddhist temple of melbourne) anyways... IT WAS AWKWARD. LIKE, SERIOUSLY. I HAD TO LEAVE.

apparently we were quite early, even though it started @ 8 - we later found out that there was a $10 entry fee which i was so shocked at, i had to stop myself from laughing about. seriously, it was like, wire and rust on a floor with a bit of plastic and an arm from a doll. HOW IS THAT ART? I DON'T GET IT. to me - it just looks like someone emptied hard trash day on a wooden floor. and there was all sorts of crazy people there. no, well.. there was about 3 people there. one dude had a tree painted on his face and was so stoned it was a fucking cliche.

don't get me wrong - i have nothing against these people... i just wish i understood their lifestlyle. so, we thought, give it a little longer and checked the place out some more... went downstairs to check out the "band" who actually practices in a room made of mud & straw bails. it was this dark and quite open space with a lamp in the corner. i could see a few figures in the distance but i wasnt going to approach them. instead, i laughed and then ran the fuck outta there.

ten minutes later carol and i made our pathetic excuses and left. like, bolted out from the premises. a guy carrying 3 boxes of avocados passed us. weird.