Tonight it was insanely busy and the zip on my skirt decided to malfunction and tear in the middle of service, hence to multiple safety pins attached to the bottom πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚   

A little about me..Β 

Two nights a week I work at a bar, I’ve just quit my day job so I went from 60 hours per week to about 20 πŸ˜‚ so now… I’m fucking bored now. These photos are from a 21st we worked last week. Photo credit toTimmy Summer/Globa/Cash πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ find him on Facebook, he’s just amazing πŸ™ƒ
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Even a broken clock is correct twice a day.

Finalllyyyyy home!!



My interview was at 1100 but since I’m schedule crazy I woke up at 0630 covered in mosquito bites looking like a 14 year old with break outs and ‘backne’.


Even with excessive make up I still looked pubescent.


I left at 0930, good thing I did, after getting lost and walking I circles I arrived with only 4 minutes spare. Bloody Parramatta.
The interview went well, I start on Saturday, but of corse I come home and my RSA card finally arrived.