happy birthday bry!

last night was a blast. i had fun. even though bryan only told me at 9pm that we were doing his birthday at mos, and that i was still at work, it was good that i got myself home, out of the house and down. needed something crazy to clear head. he insisted that he msged at 3. i strangely only got the msg at 9pm though the time stated three. warped singtel. i bet they're screwing around with my phone just because i have way too many overdue payments. hur hur.

so i was way too tired, absolutely famished, not exactly in the perfect state of mind and yet i still went. its bryans birthday. i wouldnt miss it for the world. i told him we'd do 80 shots again. but this time, it will be 80shots of absinthe. hur hur. but too bad they ran out of it. someone apparently beat me to it and drained mos' entire absinthe supply. darn it. fine. so i told bryan he'd have to do 7 of whatever i hand to him. 7 for the 7 years of birthdays ive missed. haha. yay. sweet. lucky number 7 indeed. and we got the ball rolling with a bacardi 151. haha. im evil.

someone else bought shots of sex on the beach. add on the booze, brother. and a bottle of whiskey. hmm. sex on the beach... interesting.

i love birthdays at clubs. it gives you a good enough cover up to drink excessively without people shooting you the dirty filthy alcoholic glares.

and the world is too small. its the whole acmg community thing i believe. to know people who know other poeple who know other other people whom you know too. i met juns bf there last night too. argh. i suddenly cannot recall his name. lets just call him the croissant man. yes, croissant man, as in the muffin man's bestfriend. aw. now speaking of the muffin man just reminded me of christine. how we used to go crazy about "have you seen the muffin man?" a couple of years back. as i was saying, croissant man loves croissants. hence the name. i love the croissant man. juns bf. such a nice guy. though i believe he would skin me if he found out i threw away a basket full of croissants just an hour before we met. hahaha.

ive got photos somewhere. but i cant find my cable. darn it.

anyway, fountains of wayne was down too. one of the many reasons why last night was good. and i met a guy from london named charles. english people are sick in the head. he just touched down 8hours ago. and theyre off to club. thats like 15hours of flying, 4hours of getting checked-in/rest and 4hours of dinner and clubbing. he claims alcohol cures jetlags. haha. im sure it does. and they love tiger beer. ew. whats with the tiger. and for saying that it sucked, i had to down one with him. gahh.

by 3, only regi bry and i were left. they went off dancing again and i sat there drinking alone. mellowing in selfpity and self induced depression. i dont think the year started very well. 2 weeks into 2007, and im off to club again. at least this time, ben was sweet about it. then again, i started this year with a shot of absinthe during dre's party at baden. haha. my virgin absinthe shot. for you, dre. without you, ben and i wouldnt have gotten together.

i babble and digress too much. and im turning into an alcoholic. when i accidently poured water into my glass of whiskey instead of ginger ale, i downed it to clear the glass. haha. im losing it. its as if i want to feel sad and unhappy about my very exciting life. its as if i sit down and purposely think about all the upsetting events. and when i get distracted, which, by kios standard, as easily as a goldfish, im all happy again. its as if i have to force myself to be sad. which is really funny. hmm. glorias are interest people arent they. haha.

i got picked up. once again, at mos. yay for the free drinks. theres this thing about mos and the guys there. strange. the last time i went to mos, i bumped into darrel, who introduced me to this welsh rugger. huge ass guy who literally picked me up when he hugged me hello. i would think he could possibly toss me around in the air like the roti prata dude. haha.

obviously it was solely for the drinks i was after. hahah. im an alcoholic. i should join one of those helpgroups. hi, im gloria, and im an alcoholic. and everyone would clap for me. yay. i got my drink and went back to my lonesome spot where of all people, a guy came up and asked for a dance and when i looked up, it was benji! it was so weird. haha. benji as in benjamin as in bens older brother. i think he was as equally shocked as i was. haha. it was so funny. he said his friend asked him to go grab a girl. and he didnt expect that i would be there so save his ass. hahaha. funny how clubbing breaks awkwardness. i never really do talk to him when im over. apart from the superficial hi byes. haha. i wonder what ben would say.

we left for macs at liang court. i was way too boozed up to eat even though i was still starving. picked up a juice mag and bry spotted grace's picture in there. haha. my pretty babe. what a night, really, what a night.