1st Philipo took me to a Thai restaurant that he likes. I had a Pinot Grigio in honor of having just watched Sideways on Sunday night and he had a glass of Shiraz. We grubbed seriously and they brought us our individual rice in the shape of a heart which I had never seen before and was tickled! They musta thought we were on a date or something. Then I decided that after years of not having drunk red wine b/c it always gave me a headache in the past, we should order a whole bottle of the Shiraz to share. And it was fine! It went down nice and easy, yummmmm... we ended with a dessert of the fried bananas and coconut ice cream and then it was time to really get going!
We figured we'd go to a nearby blues jam but it didn't start for another hour or so, but fortunately we were right around the corner from my favorite karoake spot. We went there so we could have a drink and a song! We each had 2 Crown and diet cokes and since the place was dead we each sang a couple of songs. I was drunk by then and proved it by singing Bonecrusher! Philipo and I also did a duet for our final tune. Then it was time to head to the blues jam and I left my car there; we carpooled for the rest of the night.
At the blues jam we ran into a couple of our knucklehead musician friends. I switched to coco rum on the rocks and we went outside to play a game of pool which was actually kind of fun. Philipo drank beer and I had a few sips and another coco rum. Then we decided to skeedaddle and I snuck a beer out. We went to the Continental Club as I thought one of my friends' bands was playing, but when we arrived it was after midnight and the joint was locked down tight and dark! So we had to go to the club a few doors down that always seems to have juveniles hanging out in front. But since it was a Tues. night it wasn't too bad. Philipo and I split a mojito and I made friends with these guys sitting near us. One of them offered to get us into Ratt tonight for free, which now that I think of, is quite funny! He gave me his card but God knows what I did with it.
We had to go back to the karoake and get my car and we decided Philipo would crash at my place and we'd have cigars and Frangelico. We chilled out on the couch and talked and he gave me the lightest foot rub I'd ever had. Then we headed up to my bedroom, got into bed, and crashed somewheres around 3am. I'm glad he was up there with me however b/c I sent him downstairs to bring me ice water and I somehow had the mental capacity to be realizing I should drink some. I got a grand total of 3 1/2 hrs of sleep b/c I had to be up way early for a library forum at Rice University. So that was the other reason it was good Philipo was in my bed b/c I was like, ok, Philipo's here, I don't really want to be lolling around my bed with him, so time to get up and at 'em.
So yesterday I was aching and hurting all day and was totally miserable but Mr. Wonderful came over last night and made it all go away. Tonight I'm going to see Rozzy's jazz trio but I am only going to be able to handle 1 rum and coke. Ugh. Live now or forever hold your peace!
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