The Postmodern Chronicles Of Hayley

I thought it’d be relevant that I make a new post considering it’s been a few months since I last posted. As judging by my previous post, I was rather uneasy about my friend Angela’s new boyfriend. Now I can confidently say that I am very happy for the two of them, as they obviously make eachother very happy. :)

It’s my brother’s 15th birthday today and Alister has made him a chocolate devil’s food cake with Nutella and Marshmallow spread on top. It looks like birdshit in mud, but I’m sure it tastes fine.

For his birthday I got my brother a ‘Grow Your Own Girlfriend’. You put this little pink lady in water and she grows up to 600 times her original size.

I went into Risque in Kings Cross on the weekend to look for one of those inflatable girlfriends for my brother, but they were WAY too expensive for a woman with no internal organs. You could also get inflatable men and inflatable transvestites. I’ll remember the tranny one if I ever feel like swinging in the Rocky Horror direction.

In Kings Cross infront of us in the line at Risque was this sleazy old man and a girl that he kept fondling that looked about 30 years his junior. The only conclusion I could come to was that she was one of those girls that you hire to go on a date with you. His credit card was getting a flogging, though. They left with bags full of whips, dildos, cock rings, nubby clamps, lube, condoms, pornos and various other sex toys. The guy was probably hoping that she’d use them on him. I bet she laughed all the way home and used her new toys on her husband. OWNED!

I went to the State Library today for Society & Culture class. It’s the only library in Australia where you’re not allowed to touch ANYTHING. Not even the books.

Ku-Ring-Gai’s art exhibition is opening tomorrow and some of my work will be in it. I urge you all to come along and take a look if you’re bored. Or if your basket weaving and gorilla shaving classes are cancelled (much to your disgust) for the night.

Peace!