Sunday, October 10, 2010

Hey ho, let's go

I recently moved apartments to be closer to my office. I actually cried when I left the lovely, leafy, organic-bread-eating suburb of Fitzroy North for St. Kilda. Sure, it has the beach, rad thrift shops and European cake stores to die for, but the 'Kays have a reputation for "unsavoury" activities.

A few weekends ago, my lovely boyfriend drove me around to go house hunting, we were walking down Carlisle Street to look at a property when we spotted to lovely ladies of, um, pleasure. The said women were squatting by the roadside, rubbing what I believe is cocaine into their gums.

My man immediately turned to me, grinned, and said, "Your new neighbours!" I hate it when men are right.