Suzie says "underwear goes outside the pants"; whoever said Perth was boring?

Well it is Sunday morning once again, and once again it appears as though all the girls are still drunk when they wake up after not one, but two big nights out on both Friday and Saturday night. (Maybe there was actually no sobering up in between all of it...)

Friday Night...
Having not gone out last Friday and having the rest of the weekend feel empty (or maybe its because there was no hang over on Saturday morning...) we decided that this weekend would have to make up for the one we missed out on. Mop had to convince Suzie that she did actually want to go out, and what do you know - a couple of burbons and shooters later, along with a bit of "Pool Party" action, anyone is up for it. Suzie's friend Sarah decided that she was going to Contacio and so stopped in to pick us up on the way... a few more shooters and cosmopolitans later and we were all drunkenly on our way to the Scarborough Friday Night Party Scene. We started off at Contacio and decided that it was way to boring and pretencious, so we thought we would go to the all-class Lookout where all the fun seemed to be happening. It's amazing how much better some of these places actually are when you're half cut and glassy-eyed. So a couple more drinks later, the black marker came out, and we think that maybe half the Lookout ended up with this website's address written on their arms...
So in the early hours of the morning, and out dancing shoes no being carried due to too much dancing at Club A, and we were on our way home, lining up at the Taxi Rank, and making friends with the entire line. It's great how Scarborough Pizza is open at 3am, and even better that when you're drunk you only manage to eat one piece of pizza, and end up the next day with enough pizza to last for a week. It makes a great breakfast and lunch. We think that maybe the evening is more entertaining when you get home. Suzie spent 10 minutes on the phone talking to Craig but thinking it was Punna. "Is this Punna? It is so Punna! Punna why are you calling me? Aren't you supposed to be packing? Punna why are you calling me?" hehe
Turns out we both drink way to much Red Bull and can't sleep so we got up and went for a walk in the rain in the morning to go and vote after only 4 hours sleep. Friday night was over...

Saturday Night...
Seeing as our friends didn't join us on Friday night (Suzie decided that she would text them all at 12:00, such a convenient time to let everyone know...) we were forced to have to host everyone (well, Carissa, Shendelle, Luke and Punna) yet again, and start Saturday night at our house with some classic tunes, and some more shooters. We started out at about 10:00 and headed to the very suave Brisbane Hotel, where Mop took the literal meaning to "licking carpet" (the walls are covered in carpet, very 60's, Mop licked one to everyone's amusement...). Suzie decided that the table's just weren't up to standard, after her drink "fell off" and smashed all over the floor. We tried to get a free drink because of it, but they just didn't think that it was their fault, much to Suzie's disappointment. After awhile, the Brisbane just wasn't doing it for us, so we thought we'd get a cab down to The Shed. Turns out after much complaining that you can actually walk from the Brisbane to The Shed, and you don't even have to wear shoes.
The Shed seems to be the new place to be in Perth, always exciting and full of interesting people. After what seemed like 6 hours, it was only actually 2 hours later, and everyone wanted to go. Suzie disappeared somewhere, Luke and Punna were nowhere to be found, Carissa and Mop had a screaming match outside that onlookers were quite amazed at, Shendelle got a free ride on one of those bike-cart things, and then before we knew it, 5 became 2, and Shendelle and Mop were the only one's left out to play. We headed down to the Mustang Bar, where Mop seemed to be mistaken by some guy for being that "girl off that show with that voice". We replied obviously to this comment that she was the girl with the eyes and nose and altogether had a face... the guy seemed to go with it... still don't know who Mop was supposed to be. Inside Shendelle turned into the a talent scout for Channel 7's new TV show, "Delivery I.D.", which actually was Mop's pass from the Brisbane Hotel that the barman gave her as a novelty item. People seem to get so much more excited when they're in the company of celebrities...! Pretty soon after that it was time to go, and on our way to finding a cab, we ran into Laura who was passed out on the steering wheel of Trav's car. Quite amusing.
Turns out that we were too late for Scarborough Pizza (or too early..), who would have thought such a thing could happen! So Shendelle and Mop went to the next best thing, the Quickee Mart across the road at the servo where we somehow managed to spend $43 on food! There is nothing like a feast at 4am, especially when watching Zoolander and rewinding all the good bits to watch them 10 times over, and before we knew it, Saturday night was over...

So is it really worthwhile that we all get by on 8 hours sleep over an entire weekend? Is it really worthwhile putting our bodies through all that stress and killing our brain cells? We think the answer is simple: even alcohol can make the slowest person seem faster, and as long as we can do it with a smile, who really cares? Once again, the weekend is over, but we can't wait for the next one to begin!

...Look out for the new show "Delivery I.D.", is set to be the new Beverley Hills 90210, coming soon in 2005 exclusively to Channel 7...