long weekend goodness

The loungeroom walls are a most unusual shade of yellow. Which has caused some consternation with regards to hanging pictures. A black and white ink rough in a gold frame looks unbelievably vile. The normally excellent balance of gaudy colours in a Miro print, look jarring.
After many ideas and discussions with Mr Z, Miss L, Mr M and others, it seems the only colour to work vaguely well is 50's eggshell blue. And yesterday I finally trotted off the the poster shop and now have a 50's (-ish?) Qantas advertising poster in blue. Mr Z also may have an army recruitment poster on it's way too.

Went out to Dirty Donkey last night. Gorgeous Miss B won tickets (as did everyone it seemed). I originally turned down the offer to join her as I am pretty under the weather at the moment. But then after having Thursday and Friday off work I was feeling perkier, and right on cue the others she had offered the ticket to had declined too. Yay!
I wore the little goth-y dress that cost me a lot but I never wear, and actually made some effort with make-up due to sick-person-pallor. Ran around saying hi to all the happy people. Little Miss R looked cool in a pvc corset (do it again sometime girl!). Introduced Miss B to a few folks, enjoyed lounging on beanbags. A spin on the dancefloor, and a couple of overpriced softdrinks later I was ready to crash. Stayed for Divinyl's show 'cos I love the way he moves his hands ;-)

Not feeling too sore and sorry today - though I wish I knew how to sleep in *sighs*.
Best go get into the day. Am glad I don't have a hangover 'cos I don't think I could bear Sexpo with a hangover.