It's a dildo in Adventures in paradise

Holy crap, I've ended up working 6 out of the 7 days last week, which worked out to be 32.5 hours, so still less than the usual full-timers, but so unusual for me! It'll be nice to have a decent pay-cheque next week, even if it is a rent fortnight ergh. Every time I try to get rid of the last of the credit card, something has come up and I've needed to use it (food etc), so I'm hoping I don't get taxed majorly and it can go toward that instead. Oh well, I know I'm getting there. Currently it's sitting around the $400 mark after paying off another $100 of it this week, even after that expensive day out at Seaworld.

I had literally only been awake for about a half hour when I got the phone call from my manager, "Can you come in ASAP for a five-hour shift?" "Sure!" I said. I had planned to head down to the tennis courts for a bit of a hit, as I hadn't done that in a while and it's a cool cheap thing to do on a lazy Sunday afternoon, but I figured work would be more productive, plus Sunday rates are appealing whilst they are still around. Plus I was home before 9pm, which is rare. It was pretty much jut running overstock cages, and fixing up a lot of counts etc, which is nothing unusual.

I know I have to be careful with my situation in that friends only entry. I was almost going to leave it public, as I clearly left names omitted, but even doing that's probably a bit risque.

My friend Carly rang me last night, and we had a pretty good conversation about random stuff etc. I told her about my situation that I wrote about here yesterday, and she asked me if I'd tell her if it was her partner. I told her 'Of course I would! I'm very close to you.' She said, "Good. Because knowing me and the people I hang out with, I'll probably end up being with a bisexual guy one day. And I'd wanna know." That made me think a little for a while there.

I was meant to be heading over to Vish's to have a chat to his boyfriend about some family drama he's having, and so when I finally said goodbye to Carly, I was about to head over (as they now live in the same suburb as me) when I got a text from Vish saying they were heading to bed. Oh okay. So, I just went online and didn't do much at all to waste a bit of time. Next thing I know, my tablet and phone start ringing simultaneously. This has happened once before, and it freaks the shit out of me when it happens, as tablets aren't meant to ring! It was Carly again. She's the only person who rings me via facebook. I answered, via my phone, and we had another chat. The weirdest thing is though, even though I had only chatted to her about a half-hour earlier, this time she seemed like a completely different person.
Half an hour ago, it was like I was talking to Sober-Carly. This time, it seemed like I was talking to a completely different person. It was clear that she was drunk.
I was thinking 'how much alcohol can a person down in a half-hour to change so much!?' So mumbled a bit and there was a lot of silences where it just seemed like she was shuffling pieces of paper or something. I was like, "Hello?... hello?.... HELLO?" I was very confused. I asked if she was drunk. She finally spoke back to me that she was. Yeah, well obviously. She tells me a lot about what she gets up to in her life (It's pretty crazy haha) but her drunk-mind seems to be an interesting one, and I'm not sure it's entirely healthy for her, but hey she seems to do alright. I still have her birthday present that I bought in Sydney, even though her birthday isn't until July. It's a purple dildo. I hope she likes it.