I’m not sure when I lost my good habit of drinking a gallon of water before going to bed drunk, but I’m sure starting to regret giving it up. So I repeated the Friday night routine last night, I’ve had two hours of sleep, sat in a hotel room watching VH1 until 4 and then off all things went for a Buddhist talk. Not surprisingly my head feels like it’s attached to rest of my body by a strand of skin. Not withstanding the ill effects, this weekend though was absolutely bloody amazing, barring the talk from a monk who looked and sounded like a JHU reject (the things I do to please my family).
So back to the weekend, Friday night was a pretty unique night in my books. Usually when we go out in Colombo we have a fairly large crowd, but on Friday it was just me and one of my best friends, sitting at a bar and drinking. The night had started off on a bit of a sour note for me, my tardiness and picking up the phone and making a call resulted in me missing out on an opportunity for dinner with the girl i’m trying to get with. Oh well, win some, lose some I guess. But the night did turn out much better than I thought due to some very interesting company.
Saturday however was a different story, our crowd seemed to fill half the club, everybody was buzzed, I was wired on vodka/red bull and patron tequila and the ladies looked good (I think this was due to the alcohol though). Spent the entire night bouncing off the ceilings, dancing on the sofas and just generally having a good time, the night was almost reminiscent of one during the season. As usual the only drawback was the one member of the female species I wanted in attendance was unable to make it, same old sob story I know. It was nice to be reminded how fun loving most of friends in SL are; we don’t go to get into fights, be cool or anything like that, just have unselfconscious fun. It is a bit sad to realize that its all coming to an end, and I have no idea when I’ll be back again.
