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ed: This is a first draft. I’m tired and want sleep.. to be continued….

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So a Christmas post is probably about due.

Continued the tried-and-true tradition of catching up with Wonton and friends for another birthday, another round of alcoholic beverages, though this time with a twist.

Occassional commenter and ‘believed-to-possibly-be-fake’ girlfriend/better half/more attractive partner of said friend was in presence, looking gorgeous and generally charming the pants of us three single boys. She certainly won our approval and I couldn’t be happier for him. Well done mate, I wish you only great memories for you two to share in the future.

Oh…. and notb, you managed to charm Eve as well so now you’ve got boys *and* girls after you!

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Though I have jumped ahead. After missing out on vital sleep (I had a very attractive visitor, i’m sure you understand), I caught a jet plane to bright and sunny Queensland, stole a car (convertible) and drove the 5 hours up to Bundaberg for a reunion of sorts.

I got burnt. I suppose I needed to remember that Queensland sun + convertible + no sunscreen equals 3rd degree burns on arms and face. Silly me.

Nevertheless I remembered in a heartbeat why I will always have a place for Bundy in my heart, and why I could never go back. I took some time to scare ex-girlfriends, scare ex-sleeping partners and annoy certain team leaders with cute staff on their teams (some things never change apparently :))

No night in Bundaberg would be complete without tasting some of the fine alcoholic beverages produced locally and I didn’t let the team down. 4 hours of phone conversation with Jaswannie and co. and a bottle of Rum later and I passed out for a few hours of sleep.

Thankfully the journey home was more pleasant with only a hangover and 6 hours sleep in 48 hours to contend with. Just like old times really
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So life continues to move forward, more decisions are made and generally i’m nowhere different to where I was a year ago. The dejavu is quite strong this year. I’m sitting at the same unit I was 12 months ago writing about another year in my strange and (relatively) interesting life. I still have the same friends though i’ve made a couple more. The ‘right one’ continues to elude me and i’m in desperate need of a new challenge professionally.

So while some things change, most remain the same.

Christmas day will involve some family, but mainly friends. Boxing day I get the pleasure of driving (again) to see Jayswannie and previously-commented on 10E breasts* (thankfully, the 10E breasts don’t belong to Jayswannie… :))

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So the new year.

- Find new professional challenge (watch this space)
- Meet ‘nice’ girl
- Keep trying to get shit together so when I meet nice girl that I will be nice to her
- Drink less
- Drink a lot less - Continue to make lots of mistakes and hopefully learn lessons

As part of the ‘drinking less’ from the 2nd of January until the Australia Day long weekend i’m going to detox. A scary thought for all of us though i’m thinking it’s become necessary if I don’t want to be registereing for AA meetings.

* Yes, I realise how patently offensive how bad it is to talk about a woman’s breasts, though I can assure you that my female friends’ conversations are far more startling than anything you’ll see on these pages.