I'm about a hundred years late in blogging about what went down two Saturdays ago at Daniel's party. While a good chunk of the night was spent eating Cheetos and impersonating hungry rodents, everything else was one big blur. I did learn, however, that a lot can go down in a fairly short period of time... like Daniel passing out within two hours of drinking hahaha.

Of course, like the good friend that I am, I made sure to take as many incriminating photos of the drunk birthday boy as possible. Including a photo of his vomit. But for your sake - if not mine, because I'm currently eating a delicious meal I'd rather not spoil - I won't post it up.

You can thank me for it later.

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Oh boy, Masterchef has got me teetering on the edge of my seat. If Poh doesn't take the title as Australia's first Masterchef, the directors are going to receive a myriad of angry emails from a very angry viewer. And Julie might mysteriously go missing one day... Just saying.

Listening to: The Temper Trap - Science of Fear (Filthy Dukes Remix)