Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Poor Hevun, he got bullied by us on Sunday night.

Our day began innocently enough. We had our dinner at Fish & Co. and it was a delicious and mildly entertaining dinner. Hevun’s swordfish looked like two gigantic pieces of fried chicken but it turned out to be mostly bone instead.
Part of The Husband’s dinner took a leap into my drink and he had to order me another. :p

We adjourned to Indochine shortly after that and while waiting for the others, some of us ordered a few cocktails to try. They were all pretty, had pretty names and packed quite a punch. So The Husband ended up drinking half of mine.
The guys were doing some Math before ordering and found out that Indochine would probably cost us an arm, a leg, and maybe another arm as well. Suvena also complained that the music was too slow for her and she was falling asleep.
It was a nice place to chill out, but not for what we had in mind.

So off we went to 1 Night Stand which had a great live band. And it was perfect for our devious activity: Making Hevun drunk.
The first drink to appear (besides the usual Chivas Coke mix on the table) was this glass containing a very pretty pink liquid. (Yes, I love pink.) A tiny drop told me it’s sour, and it contains a lot of alcohol. Talin confirmed it later by telling us that three quarters of the cup was alcohol. Following that were tequila shots, Graveyards, a Tequila Pop and a Long Island Tea in between cups of Chivas.
It was without surprise when Hevun started puking not long after.

When people are tipsy or drunk, they do funny things, and say funny things. The Husband is the call everyone inhuman and beasts type. And I also just learned that Talin is the talker type. I learned quite a few things about him which unfortunately, I promised, in a moment of weakness, not to blog about. Bleah.
Me, I have no idea what type I am, but high probability the Go to Sleep type. Coz the last two times I experimented with alcohol weren’t all that great.
The first time my blood pressure dropped and I fainted.
The second time I only got a raging headache and no high in between.

Unfortunately, Hevun makes a depressed drunk. He started apologizing to everyone, shouting he was sorry, and it was his entire fault.
Well, if it makes you feel better Hev, it’s all your fault.

posted at 7:38 PM

posted by  Anonymous : February 04, 2007 2:02 AM