So on Saturday night we went out to celebrate Susana's birthday at Dragonfly, and of course I cheaply drank for free under the pretext of her birthday while I was enjoying myself as my "Farewell Party". hahah.
At first I went to Misha's office for drinks(yes, we were following office's strict code of ethics. hahaha). We had some plan of sorts to maximize the fun at the party, which, NONE of us remembered before, during and after the party... Looking at the security women with a straight face not to show our moderate drinking, was easy, or I just hallucinated as easy.
We left the car somewhere around the office, yes SOMEWHERE. Which is great, because then I don't get to drive while I fantasize that I'm a race car driver. We walked to Dragonfly.
There was a table, and there was a bottle(as always), which always ends up in some freak behavior from my part and I conveniently have vague recollection from the previous night, or no recollection whatsoever to blame. hahaha.
I think at one point I was juggling cigarette packs, then Queen Hate Major(Amy, Susana's sister), decreed that from that day forth I would be her Royal Jester of the Court. I think I accepted to be in service of her Majesty, not sure though... Very demanding queen, as she demanded my return to DC. hahahaha.
Hate(Kate), was telling me a story about how a guy kept saying she had a "very very very very pretty nose". Well, that stuck, and because I was already behaving incoherently, I kept saying how she had a "very very very very pretty nose". hahaha. Even funnier is that the next day I get a text message on my phone where she calls me her "nose lover". hahahaha.
And just like every weekend we ended up in a gay bar. <----- Joke. hahaha. No but really we ended up in a gay bar as I was following the pack leader (Susana). Why she went there? I don't know. But at first I didn't noticed much, but suddenly I saw guys getting too friendly with each other, then I realized where I was. I needed ASS protection ASAP. A month ago I had girls taking turns slapping my ass, so, I guess it's scary for me when there are gay guys around. Plus I had one incident where a gay guy(my ex boss roommate) "cupped" my package with his hand when I was drunk. Yes I was the joke at work for a month. Everyone was tossing some kind of gay joke at me. I should have charged for using me as the object of the joke, I would be so rich. hahaha. Anyways, Queen Major Hate denied me a Royal Ass Protection. But Hate took the task, thankfully.
Yesterday was Susana's birthday dinner. I picked Misha at his work, to go over his house to pick up our gift to her. The PLAN was to go to Misha's place and pick up the birthday gift, and stupid us totaly forgot about it.... So we went to this fancy hotel/restaurant called something like Mandarian Oriental Plaza? We had no idea about this place so we got there totally underdressed. Ripped jeans, untucked, unbuttoned shirt... The ladies were impeccable there. Le maitre probably thought these ladies had a horrible taste for for men. hahaha. Gioconda's husband works as chef there so we got a lot of FREE and DELIC
IOUS Japanese food for starters. Then I had Asian Vicchysoise followed by Halibut Steak. For dessert, a very appropriately sized vanilla ice cream with chocolate cake? It's a mix of chocolate suffle, chocolate bar, and caramelized chocolate. It was ALL BEAUTIFULLY presented (except Karthik and Solmya made a mess on the table, it runs in the family... hahaha) and it was PAINFULLY DELICIOUS, until the check came in... No I joke, it was pretty low for the marvelous dinner we had. Happy birthday Susana! Please repay me on my birthday with equally marvelous dinner and gift! HAHAHA nah I JOKE AGAIN!.So its Monday and we are back to the damn reality. I think I need a full time jester myself, I need entertainment.
Oh yeah, Sunday at noon me, Misha, and Emad went for lunch at Busara for discuss business. He has a solid PLAN, unlike the ones me and Misha comes up with. My brother might be interested so he will send the business plan sometime soon. I was about to cab to Misha's office to get my car back, but Misha comes with a GREAT PLAN to walk from Busara to his office. It's a 45 minute walk, which I would have no problems, except the the blazing sun and my super summery clothes(button down, long sleeved shirt, jeans). Shade was nowhere to be found! I had a embarassing sweat mark on my shirt at the chest area. Thanks for the awesome PLAN buddy!
Warning:
The events described in this post should not be taken as a fact, because the author was mildly drunk throughout the event, so it could contain hallucinations and exagerations.
Behave kids.

Me, doing the traditional jump the bonfire and getting my ass burned (traditionally drunk)@ Brazil. No really its traditional July thing. Er June.

Rio de Janeiro International Airport 11:46AM(local time) July 27th, 2006. I'm here to party and chew some bubble gum, and I'm all out of bubble gum.
1 comment:
waw your ass has been in a lot of peril lately from all kinds of possible directions.. whatch it closely!
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