An exhausting Friday

I messaged Bernie at two o'clock in the afternoon complaining about the fucking heat and my boredom. She was feeling the same thing, in heat and bored. She couldn't be bothered doing anything else as any move done means sweat. I asked her if she wanted to do nothing together. She was up for it so half an hour later she was outside my house and we drove towards the bank to get some money and then pick her brother up.

For two girls who didn't want to do anything, we've done plenty, I tell you...

We went for calamari and chips at the Marina Mirage.

We went to Surfers to have our lips and eyebrows waxed.

We rode the Dodgem.

We went to play billiards.

Had our pictures taken.

We played Dance Revo.

We played Daytona.

We listened to an acoustic player at Cavill.

Went window shopping at the flee market.

Went for a walk along the beach.

We went for a long drive.

We caught the last full show of Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (It was sooo good I went and watched it twice in two straight days)

We ate our dinner then drove home to get some stuff cos I decided to spend the night at Bernie's house.

We watched her recorded Inside Idol then had our facials.

We've uploaded cute pictures at Friendster.

A nicotine fix.

Rinsed our faces.

Then talked about our zero love lives.

Hit the hay at around four o'clock in the morning.

It was a good day for someone who didn't want to do anything.