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This is me today.
I’m so yayful I had to jump on the treadmill for an hour to squash a demonic urge to bounce around the house to Guy Sebastian’s new song. Shudder.
So, my raison d’yây?
Yay #1 – In 3 sleeps I’ll be on a big scary plane on my way to sunny, happy Turkey. Work has been so shitty this week that against all my usual instincts, I’m actually embracing the concept of flying halfway around the world to wreak havoc in a conservative Muslim republic. It’s going to be balmy, culturally rich, and crawling with hordes of greased up Mediterranean spunks that totally dig my Aussie accent.
Yay #2 – I forgot I lodged an expense claim at work a couple of weeks ago, and suddenly found another $1500 in my account today. Fricken YAY.
Yay #3 – I’m going speed dating tomorrow night (italics added to highlight velocity), with a couple of girlfriends. I haven’t dated in about 7 months, as I’ve been going through a mild men-are-superfluous-to-my-existence-but-I’m-not-a-leso phase which appears to be lasting most of my adult life. However, with this trip to Turkey and the aforementioned greasy hordes, I’ve decided it’s time get back on the wagon. Also, I’m not getting any younger and my fabulous rack is starting to wilt. So tomorrow, at some trendy bar in the city, I’ll meet twelve men aged 24 – 32 from which to choose the next dickhead to add to Inga’s Almanac of Knobjockeys.
Yay #4 – I’ll be coming straight back from holidays and headfirst into my cousin’s Hen’s Night. It will involve a river cruise, limitless champagne, flight attendant outfits, a limo and strippers. Yep, I’m definitely back on the wagon.
