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Saturday, January 26, 2002

Leeds and I met up with Shirley for dinner last night at New Bombay Canteen in Dela Costa. As usual, I got my favorite Mutton Curry and Leeds got the Chicken Tikka. It was Shirley's 1st time there and she got the goat with almond. It was somewhat similar to my curry. She also tried the Lassi...some yoghurt drink that tastes kinda weird. Made of buttermilk if I'm correct.

After dinner, we headed to our usual hang-out...Flute. Since I've been craving for red wine the whole week, I decided to get one. After 4 glasses of red wine, I decided to just get a bottle of beer. I got really tipsy. Leeds and Shirley kept on telling me that we should head home because I was already drunk. And so we did.

When i got inside the car, i reclined my chair. WRONG MOVE!!! After a few seconds, i grabbed a plastic bag at the back of the car, removed its contents and barfed. We needed to stop for some gas so leeds took me out for a little walk to get the buzz off. Ha! Didn't work! I barfed some more on the way home. Yeah yeah...it's gross I know! We stopped by a convenience store so he could get me some water..i drank a bit then barfed again....barf barf barf..all the way home. Sounds like that piggy who cried wee wee wee, huh?

Hunny called my sister to meet me at our gate so she could accompany me to the room. I plopped on my bed immediately. Then I sat up..and barfed on my pillow. Yuck! My sister was screaming.."go to the bathroom!" but i just couldn't move a muscle. She got my pillow and gave me another one. Then i dozed off......

No hangovers so far when i woke up this morning (still wearing my clothes from last night, hehe!)

Moral Lesson: Don't mix red wine with beer. Ü

Bunny @ Saturday, January 26, 2002

about moi

Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her 3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi, constantly needs caffeine, ~~wonders when she'll quit smoking~~, and will most likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much ~~(if the cigarettes doesn't get to her lungs first)~~. Can't live without accessories especially big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for dinner.

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