Yesterday was “drunk-awareness”-day. The day was invented to commemorate the people lost in a misty haze of spirits and beers. I was pissed out of my face yesterday. I was so drunk that I suffered from memory loss all the way from the bar of O’Malleys, who was celebrating Topless Thursday, back to our hotel room. As Kriss told me about our homegoing, I didn’t remember a thing and just laughed about the things I said and done on the way home. It was a great night in Sydney. Soon we’re off to a new escapade in the city to get our buzz on and see some of the local nightlife. We visited one guy that we met last night who worked as head chef down a Woolloomooloo Bay hotel, he was pissed out of his head as well and he was actually up working in the morning and told us to keep quiet about yesterdays excursions when we met him at the bar. I have some pictures from todays going to Sydney Aquarium and I’ll upload some videos and photos as soon as possible in the morning (if it’s possible). Now, King’s Cross would like some of our company. //The Joker