OH OH OH AAAHHHHHH &^%$@#!!!!

No, I'm not orgasming (although that might be nice, come to think of it).

No. That's my frustrated noise. Use your imagination, I'm sure it'll make sense.

You see, today Port Adelaide Power won the AussieRules Football League Grand Final in truly glorious, spectacular fashion (C'ARN THE POWER!!!). We completely annihilated Brisbane in fact, and bore it up the Vics (sorry Adam... not) in one luscious fell swoop. YEAH BABY!

But that's not why I'm frustrated.

I spent the first half of the game with my sister CY (whose hair loss from three weeks of radiotherapy is now startlingly, yet proudly apparent), her lovely new boyfriend and her best mate, watching sexy buff men in extremely tiny white shorts pummel each other mercilessly with no body armour to protect them, unlike some other poncy sports they call 'football' ;) and cheering our underdog team along under the Spring sun. Yep, we're having some Weather. Yum.

But that's not why I'm frustrated either.

No. I'm frustrated cos I know this town is going to erupt tonight... AND I HAVE NO FUCKING PLANS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT. I can already hear people's horns as they hoon along a main street nearby, tooting and shouting 'C'arn the Power!'.

But no. NOOO. I chose this weekend to still be sick. It's only 6.37pm and I feel like going for a snooze right now in fact. I also chose Thursday to finally start my bloody Summer weight loss diet, meaning no alcohol. Period. So to avoid temptation, I need to stay in the house. Plus sexy!hubby has to work. He has so much work to do these days, poor dear :(.

So I'm stuck in that limbo - I do kinda sorta wanna go out. I have plenty of people I could call if I wanted to do so, and some gorgeous new shoes I'm just itching to wear out... But am I sure I really want to if I can't have a couple of beers in Powerful celebration?? Let alone the bacteria partying in my sinuses inhibiting me? And then there's all the money I'd spend...

AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!