Hi STR's, it's Lainie and Janie here at Scrubber-Town, back together again. We're sitting in the Bogun Bar this afternoon and we want to share an exciting news-flash that's just come to hand. Janie's started giggling. 'Shut-up, Janie, I need to write and you're making me crack-up'.

Of course, you all know by now that Janie won the part of Leonie Legg in Sealeggs,which is awesome, but even more exciting (no offence, Janie) is my news from Asteroid Air. I know I left you dangling at the letter box last time, and you were probably dying to know whether they'd given me a training date. Well, they have. I'm finally going to the Asteroid Air training school interstate in November .Drumroll and fanfares please.

I texted Kurt, who, you might remember, used to be in charge of Security at Scrubber-Town to share the news with him. After all, we were hired together, but I don't know why I bothered. All he said in reply, was 'cool' and then raved on about how well he was doing. Apparently Asteroid Air management told him if he kept up the good work, he'd be in line for cabin-manager soon. Big bleeping deal. He made it all about him. He really is becoming such a self-centred jerk; perhaps I should say egomaniac. Anyway, I'm really pissed off at him. Suze can have him or whoever else he's going out with now. Rumour has it he's playing three girls off against the other. Janie thinks he's really changed too. He was crewing her flight on her return from Sydney, and she told me that he was sucking-up big-time to any rich-looking business people, especially the women. That's enough about him.

 I'm ecstatic that I'll finally get to wear the blue and silver uniform and do cabin demos with everyone admiring me and checking me out. It's a bit of a worry that the training comes at the end of November. They told me the course will run for ten weeks; so it will go over Christmas time. Guess they'll let us fly home for a few days' break. Imagine me, flying home for Christmas, free of charge.

I've been telling everyone and most people are pleased for me, especially Dr Una and Skye Frye-and of course Janie. Sandy and Mandi however, said they hoped my plane would fall out of the sky, like Kite Air and Asteroid Air nearly did recently. They told me it would serve me right, cos I was so up myself these days. Other Spite-Club girls said they bet I'd get sacked real quickly. Janie said to ignore them all; they're just jealous loser bitches. She's right, so now we're here in the new Bogun Bar celebrating with Raving Lunatic and Rocket Booster cocktails; Raving Lunatics for me and Rocket Boosters for Janie.Think we've had three each already. Yes; this new bar is'wicked'. It's our new fave hang-out and guess what? Spite-Club girls are not allowed in, except if they're with their parents,which they hardly ever are.Nah –nah,nah nah-nah.We like it in here cos there are these really cosy booths to sit in and you kind of sink into the seats. Quite classy for Scrubber-Town.

In the next booth, we can hear Komik Kal sounding off to Eric; from Eric's Emporium, about his mother-in-law Olga. Apparently, she' been causing more trouble at the Crockerie .I've told Janie to get her note-book out. This is fodder for our next newsletter. I'm just going to buy us a packet of Chilli/Cheese chips-we need some food to soak up the alcohol.

We'll have to stop here people, cos we're really quite drunk. Successful and drunk. Janie has a leading role in a new Aussie series and I'm headed for the skies with Asteroid Air. Sweet, awesome and wicked, that's us.

Talk to you later when we're sober,

Luv ,Lainie and Janie.xxxxx

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