It’s two days before I depart for Malaysia, I’m in my office and I’m currently eating half of what is left of my sugar twistee from yesterday. The darn doughnut is more like a churros today.
I woke up really depressed today and fingered through half a pack of cigarettes in an hour as I strummed my guitar, playing both happy and sad tunes… happy tunes to try and draw me out of my gloom and sad ones to help me articulate the thoughts that were speeding through my head at a 1000 miles per hour.
I’m on my second can of Brisk this hot, sticky afternoon. I had yet another wild weekend with Hui Chin. So now having to sit here in the office doing what I do, reminds me a lot of the time I accidentally attempted to shift my car from fifth to reverse.
I spent Friday at Arena, this pretty gay and drag populated nightclub with two dance floors, no age limit and no alcohol. Highlight of the evening was when I got kissed on the right cheek by Becker, this girly guy in a tank top and Britney bicycle pants. It was really yucky and his lips were really wet. My skin stopped crawling two days later.
The Key Club was really fun on Saturday and the cage was as entertaining as ever. Especially cool this week was this GQ model guy taking a metal grinder to the metal undies of my favorite dominatriX chick. Her crotch looked like the Fourth of July each time the grinder kissed her metal underwear.
After the Key Club, Hui Chin and I took a stroll over to the Body Shop. I had always wondered what it would be like bringing a girl to a strip club. I guess it was pretty awkward having Hui Chin there because I had to contain my drool within the four walls of my cheeks. Aside from that, it was really cool.
On the way back from the Body Shop, Hui Chin and I decided to stop by Ralph’s to buy $20 worth of powdered milk for a milk bath.
I woke up this morning on the kitchen floor with a hot lass beside me. Too much alcohol more often than not leads to weird behavior.
I shot a whopping 88 at the bowling alley last night. Yeee Haaa!!