Exotica

Wow, Saturday was quite a day. Full of new things. I played pool for the first time since, oh, third grade, and the first shot I had to take was a behind-the-back deal. Also, I got my first bottle of Absolut vodka. And, for the first time, I got toasted twice in the same night. I'm still kind of toasted, which is the main reason why I'm staying up to write this. I don't like to go to bed toasted, because I want to be sure I'm not going to have a hangover. And if I'm not drunk when I go to sleep, then I can't be hungover when I wake up, right? That might not actually make sense, but I generally don't ever drink enough to make myself sick, either. Also, I ate dried mango. That's actually good stuff. And it was the first time I've had any sort of dried fruit. Too bad you can get dried mango only from the Philippines, or something. Oh, and of course, I went to the drag ball. That was a lot of fun. There were performances by Reedies, and by a professional drag king. I didn't dress up all that much, as I was already wearing jeans and a shirt with a collar. So I just added a tie. And I was toasted when I tied that tie, and I could still do it! No mirror, even! And I retied it only once, because I wasn't happy with how long the front part was.