Happy Aussie day! 

 Ah… S’traylia day,  

Historically known as ‘forceable invasion and ostracisation of indigenous Australians’ day. 

Nationally celebrated as ‘let’s f*ck up our liver’ day.    

Being Australian myself, I make it a habit not be found engaging in the annual behaviour of: 

1. calling in sick

2. binge drinking 

3. attaining diabetes with lamington overdose and finally…. 

4. finding yourself lying unconscious, poolside (or beachside) on a couch – surrounded by the wreckage of VB cans, cheap plastic cups and cold sausages. 

I do however, love beaches.  

 Unfortunately, today… I was working! 

Though, my shift got cut short (Great job once again Aussie weather). 

I found it interesting though, in the space of two humid hours; my snapchat stories had been quietly accumulating. My phone repeatedly buzzing. Muted but none the less annoying – notifying me of new drunken updates. 

 
I wasn’t surprised when the majority of my ‘friends‘ had sent me short snippets of their booze fuelled public holiday. 

Watching everyone have a good time via social media always fills me with a mixture between regret and relief. Regret for missing the occasion and relief for not being exposed to those socially awkward situations in the first place. 

  
   Atleast tommorow I’ll have a clear head, whilst a quarter of all Aussies will probably fall victim to the post Aussie day hangover. 

(Evil chuckle) 

My unsteatated liver is quietly thanking me for now – don’t worry liver, the cruise will sort that out.

 Hope you all had a great day, whether you be a sober Aussie, a drunken Aussie, or not even Aussie at all. 

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