20 March 2007

Dear Mars,

I arrived in Darwin fine and got picked up from airport straight away. No worries. But thanks for caring.

It turns out my boss here is Irish so I bizarrely found myself celebrating St Patricks day on Saturday with about 15 other balandas (non-Aboriginal people). We danced Irish jigs, ate stew and drank Guiness. My goodness!

Can you please return that library book I lent you? It goes to the local library, good excuse for a walk.

Love Dot

PS - MARS SUCKED HER BOSS'S FACE OFF!!

PPS - MARS IS AT WORK RIGHT NOW AND POWERLESS TO CHANGE MY POST

PPPS - anyway, it goes against the spirit of this blog to go changing other people's posts i reckon. hands off.

9 comments:

Mex said...

Did you snog your boss??? you dirty stop out!

no wonder you're off at the interviews...

Original Mel said...

Indeed, what is this about you pashing your boss. We only got some of the story on the weekend and then you deleted it...

Amanda said...

ooooo... pashing the boss? I missed that... Mars, I think you should elaborate.

Dot said...

go on Mars! tell the story!

(send me to a remote community and i can still be annoying)

Mars said...

what boss? where?

Mars said...

eh, eh, eeeehhhhhh!

PS - dot can't use an apostrophe properly!

actonb said...

You know, I'm starting to think this Lou/Andy thing is so right it's creepy...

Dot said...

i can't see an apost-trophy error.

help anyone?

Mars said...

yeh.. i knoo..