Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Yesterday was - I cant even.
Wow.
Breakfast with adam and erin and quinn at the collingwood childrens farm - 'hey look, theres a chicken next to our table - thats about as freerange as you can get!'
Watching Adam have a pleasant conversation with a bearded man on the way back to his house - then him turning to me and going, 'oh yeah, thats the homeless guy that lives on our street. hes actually a really top bloke.'
Listening to The Beatles records at Adam and Erins house as Adam changed Quinns nappie and we marveled at how someones shit can get all the way up to their shoulder.
Marching to the MCG with thousands of collingwood fans and laughing with Adam about how shithouse Lionel Richie would be
Being absolutely shocked when Lionel Richie got the whole crowd going and fucking owned INXS's last week performance in da face.
Watching the best fucking game of my life ever.
Heath Shaws amazing amazing tap away of stupid nick riewoldts certain goal that completely fucked up st kildas self esteem and got all of collingwood on their feet going off.
Didaks crazy goal from backwards sideways I dont even know.
Harry O Briens celebrating when he kicked that massive torp.
Darren Jollys legendary 5 minutes, 'jolly has just proved how jolly he really is!'
Watching Adam have ridiculously funny conversations with everyone around him in the 4th quarter as he quietly searched for randoms he would hug at the end of the game.
Watching Adam get a rejected high five with the guy he had decided to randomly hug at the end of the game - as Adam leaned in for the kill and was left with his hand hanging as the guy turned his back on him.
The end of the game. When the siren blew, and I was enveloped in random hugs and high fives and screaming screaming screaming.
Singing the collingwood song and chanting the collingwood chant while standing on my chair with my arm around adam.
Going straight to Tullys house after the game - laughing and smiling like an idiot at everyone I passed and not even caring - so little, in fact, that I ended up doing a random skip jig thing every 10 metres or so.
Laughing like an idiot with Tully and Tenzin as we spent a half hour looking for Bec's House - the invisible number 13 that didnt exist- until we realised her house was number 31.
Having a ridiculously funny time at bushdancing feeling like the biggest idiot in the world and not even caring.
Awkwardly but not unpleasantly dancing with the same guy 5 times in a row because we were both to uncoordinated to be able to change partners like everyone else was doing.
Laughing with Bec as I read all the texts the guy she likes had sent her - and then realising he had a goatee and being slightly creeped out.
Having the funniest time of my life when me and Tully tried to do the tango. Laughing so hard we couldnt breathe and going so badly and so out of time we rushed out of the middle of the dance floor and collapsed on the floor and completely freaked everyone out.
Completely freaking out Aaron.
Drinking milk and cookies with Tenzin and Tully in Tullys room and feeling about 5 years old - in the best way ever.
Laughing harder and harder as Adam continued to text me about how all of swan street was singing 'dancing on the ceiling' by Lionel Richie.
Waking up in the morning and hearing Tenzin say, 'oh hey I just had a dream about you. In the dream I was a boy, and you were a girl,' and realising you are never alone in not being normal.
So just a word to everyone out there - This is what you get for hating collingwood and creating delightfully not funny groups about our lack of teeth. In the end, we're just better than the rest of you. And our supporters might be bogans, but I wouldn't want to share a premiership with anyone else. Bogans have more fun. And Alan Didak is fucking hot. So there. You lost. HA.
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