Bottled in Extreme Clarity

Was sure I couldn’t party tonite so had agreed to back to my kampung.. Met sis at kj station then she drove us home. Halfway however trouble brewd in her office.

Reached home and she was on phone again. We were supposed to go home tonite then sis declared she had to to work again.

Here was my opp!

Take me with u, I yelled whilst my alco-deprived brain formulated devious plans to meetup wit da gals aannnnnd get my weekly quota of holy water.

And so we did.

First stop was our fave local and I got my first mug for the whole week.. However halfway into it was starting to feel queasy.. Hadn’t had a very big dinner, u see.
But I polished it off knowing full well twould be aaaages before I get my supply again.
However real immersion into the atmosphere was marred by my constantly checking phone for sis’ signal. And texting drinking bud in switz, abt the other two layyydees who hadn’t arrived.
Tayar pancit againlar, I think ..I texted to her.

In due time (record speed) they arrived and off we went to second bar cos one of then was bitten by the latin dancing bug.

Got there, got second drink and checked phone umpteen times whike fidgeting. Eventually got to dancing a bit and the band came on.
Then sis called..got into a cab where after I sounded him off for taking the longer route he tells me he doesn’t know which place I mean.
Ahhhh taxi drivers. They deserve one or two posts … Have been taking their transport for about four years to take me around kl, pj and even a few times cyberjaya and putrajaya.

Anyways eventually got home and here I am.. Dunno if I wud do it again… One and half borrowed hours for anxiety filled partying.

Its been over a week…… havent been able to go out since shift to Land of Isolation.

I dont really want to test theory of climbing over iron grille. Have also taken cab from KLIA to house once and it was nearly an hour for a RM60 cab fare… managed to shave Rm10 off cos i knew the driver from a past incident.
But just imagine taking one from town after midnite? Twould be a disaster.
Where’s my drinking bud when i need her?

I think she will be back on same day that a friend has her wedding…. may be wearing a saree on that day…. just imagine partying after the ceremony…. in a saree. Guffawing loudly and thumping my mates on the back. In a saree. Jumping up and down in hoe house. In a saree. Tottering over and falling on bum. In the saree. Actually trippng over and falling down. In that saree!