Ordinarily when I go out to drink I drink beer only. I find it's possible to stay more sensible this way.
Last night, however, someone had the bright idea that we should all drink shots of tequila after first polishing off 3 bottles of sake at the chinese restaurant.
So it was tequila shots at a very funny bar with people older and crustier than me singing karaoke.
To complete the Asian theme, I got to make out with the Korean girl in the booth and yes, slip my hand down her pants and squeeze her ass.
Just to be fair, she did the same to me.
She was with her ex-bf, who is also one of my best friends from the newspaper. She's an eidtor too, and the other girl with us is going to be an editor in the fall. So it was an all-editor affair with tequila, groping and mumbled remarks about the hotness of prose styling.
All in all, a perfect sort of night.
Although I had to sleep until about a half-hour ago just to be able to deal with being awake.
I'm going to have to make a phone call later on, not to apologize for anything but to make further arrangements for carrying on this business of fondling and mumbling.
how does that song go? Tequila!
Last night, however, someone had the bright idea that we should all drink shots of tequila after first polishing off 3 bottles of sake at the chinese restaurant.
So it was tequila shots at a very funny bar with people older and crustier than me singing karaoke.
To complete the Asian theme, I got to make out with the Korean girl in the booth and yes, slip my hand down her pants and squeeze her ass.
Just to be fair, she did the same to me.
She was with her ex-bf, who is also one of my best friends from the newspaper. She's an eidtor too, and the other girl with us is going to be an editor in the fall. So it was an all-editor affair with tequila, groping and mumbled remarks about the hotness of prose styling.
All in all, a perfect sort of night.
Although I had to sleep until about a half-hour ago just to be able to deal with being awake.
I'm going to have to make a phone call later on, not to apologize for anything but to make further arrangements for carrying on this business of fondling and mumbling.
how does that song go? Tequila!