melbourne's bitch

i am not a spontaneous person. i am an over-analytical control freak bunny who agonises over the smallest of decisions and obsesses over her choices before changing them and then changing them back again.

this is why it surprised noone more than myself that last night i ended up flying to melbourne for a birthday party i had desperately wanted to, but not in all honesty expected to, attend.

actually i think it surprised the birthday boy quite a bit. i could tell this from the fact that he almost fainted when i showed up unannounced and then said little else to me other than "i can't believe you're here" for the next 24 hours.

but after receiving the aforementioned malas noticias on friday i kinda lost my head. having deliberated maniacally all week over whether or not to fly down to melbourne for one night to surprise sherriff for his birthday my decision was made easy. i needed some hardcore debauchery this weekend. and a spa party if possible.

"book the fucking ticket, i'm a-comin' to the party!", i commanded my faithful collaborators. which they obediently did because i trained them well.

and that's how i ended up spending just under 24 hours in melbourne this weekend, only 3 weeks after leaving it last, and one week before i was due to return again, in a completely irrational and out of character act of recklessness and spontaneity.

and fuck was it worth it.

in those 20 or so hours i:

- received a standing ovation from a bunch of strangers;

- was nearly hugged to death by the beautiful boy of the hour;

- felt like a kept woman thanks to my self-appointed sugar mama buying all my drinks;

- found my ultimate dancing partner;

- talked carbs with my comrade;

- met our future prime minister;

- caught up with some other lovely, well-dressed nerds;

- salivated over the hot chick djs;

- had yet another 5 person spa party;

and,

- woke up on a red velvet couch entangled with ms. fits and bob ellis (the canine version).

yay for spontaneity!

i think that this was quite possibly the best decision i've ever made in my entire life. well, except for when i left the cult.

and the best thing is, it wasn't even that hard to say goodbye this time cause guess what kiddies? i'm going to be back there in 5 days. that's right, you heard me. some very generous souls got me a melbourne big day out ticket and it would just be plain rude to turn them down. and i wouldn't want to be rude.

so melbourne's bitch right now.

best. one night. unplanned. surprise trip. to melbourne. for a party. eva.