Blackout Brunch

All you can drink brunch turned out to be a huge mistake...who could have guessed?!  7 bottles of Preseco between three people as your first meal of the day didn't turn out so well.  I ended up blacking out before I even paid the bill.  I am told that we left the restaurant around 3pm, and after sneaking away from Beck's boyfriend in a kabab shop (yes, we did go to a kabab shop directly after brunch, get over it) he put us in a cab to go back to our apartment...but oh, no, that would be far too reasonable, instead we had the cab take us to wan chai...on a Sunday ..in the middle of the day...LOW POINT.  Neither of us have any memories of this adventure, we did manage to lose each other and I ended up at home by 8pm and Becks ended up at her boyfriends.  Nothing like waking up at 2am confused as to where your last 12 hours went.  I went through my purse to look for some clues and this is what I found:

a receipt from Mrs. Fields cookies...yeah, I bought 26 cookies
one full can of beer
way more cash than I had when I went to brunch
four dried kernels of corn

Sunday is a mystery that will never be solved.  But I do have this picture!

Funky Fresh February

My challenge for February was to take a shower every day.  I really hate showering and I have been known to shower and then put back on my same clothes because they have already been worn in and are more comfortable to put on than fresh clothes.  When I was back in uni, during my last year I took a lot of sports classes and I've always worked out fairly frequently, so I had a real hard time every talking myself into showering if I was just going to be sweating and working out again in 8-12 hours.  My boyfriend at the time was not impressed by this.  So, I did make it the whole month, showering each and every day, sometimes I would just kind of rinse of my legs without taking off my panties, but that still technically counts as a shower.  Well, ok, I did skip one day, but don't judge me!!  I had a week and a half long vacation for Chinese New Year, and when you are just lounging on a couch all day it is really hard to force yourself to roll off it and drag yourself into the shower, one out of 28 isn't bad, right?

seriously, what is wrong with me?

So, I have a couple of sometimes friends, they are great, but I don't see them that often, and none of us are that bothered that we don't see each other more often.  I guess the actual term for that is an acquaintance.  Anyway, so there was a love triangle going on between the two girls who I am sometimes friends with (I like my term better) and this guy (referred to as Jack for this cartoon).  I had just met the guy earlier in the week, and while I didn't particularly find him attractive, he is funny and flirty and definitely someone I would drunk sleep with.  So, that was my mindset when I was out.  Despite the fact that I was with a totally different group of people who don't even know any of the people involved in the love triangle, I couldn't help but be out of control smashed and out of control confused while chatting with a stranger at the bar.

Now, I don't actually remember his response, but if he had any intelligence it should have gone something like this:

But, of course, I was too drunk to be aware of a response.  Eventually, I brought a guy back to my place, it could have been this guy I was talking to, or another stranger, but I'm sure it wasn't Jack, so well done me!  Then, when the guy I took back was leaving this was my horribly desperate reaction.

How much pathetic can one girl spew in one night...well, I think I win that title.

well, i brought some guy home last night, and by last night i mean 5am this morning, and as he was leaving and i was getting my memory and thought processing skills back i realized how horribly pear-shaped he was...if that isn't a metaphor for my life, i don't know what is.

...and i'm back

Well, I didn't quite make it the full 30 days without booze, I made it to 28, which is 4 weeks, so i don't feel too bad about that.  It was Saturday night, and the third friend birthday I was going to have to celebrate without booze.  I had had enough, and by had enough I mean I hadn't had ANY (booze) in so long, and it was a birthday, so it wasn't only me suffering, but my friend, basically if i wanted to be a good friend I needed to toast to her birthday!!

I made my decision with just enough time for Becks and I to have a couple pre-drinks before we left to meet the party...innocent enough

This was probably the longest I'd gone without a single drink since i started drinking at 22, my body was not at all prepared for the carnage, neither was LKF.  Please note, the birthday girl in blue in the background, priceless!!

This is the best picture I have of the evening, by best I mean the only one where I don't look like a raging drunken asshole.

case and point

Then, we found this palm branch and carried it around with us for the next half hour reenacting a Jesus play.

Oh, no, I didn't go home with him from the bar, we went to an after-after hours bar next, and then I went home with him.  He was french, and when I left the next day he gave me his business card, and as I was on the MTR going home I gave it a look, and turns out he is a lingerie advertising manager, only in Hong Kong!!

2012 In Review

When I first moved to HK, my friends and I decided we would keep a Love Chart and keep track of all the guys we got with.  There was a point system depending on what you did with the guy ranging from 1-10.  And because everyone loves a little competition we decided that the person with the most points at the end of the year would get a flight paid for by the other two.  So you can see in the picture there are three columns one for each of us, however, Jenna went home for summer break and met a boy and fell in love and soon found herself off of the chart.  Becks' list is on the left, and mine is on the right, thank goodness Jen bowed out because as you can see I filled up my column and had a bit of spillover into what would have been hers (thanks Jen!).  A couple weeks ago Becks and I counted up our year-end tally and here are our scores

Becks:  65

Kelly:  125

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMNNNN, I was busy!!!!!  I have no idea where I found the time to interview, accept and quit so many jobs...I think that makes me a multi-tasker :)

i won't divulge Becks' list, but mine is fair game, so here is the list of guys, and remember you only have to make out to get on the list, and i can easily make out with three guys in a single night, so i don't think i'm quite as much of a slut as this makes me seem...haha, yeah right.

American (girl house)
Toefuck
1st German
Ali (black)
Taipei
Ryan (Why did you have sex with me?)
Gray Hair
German (not German Cheng!)
Italian Alberto
Mick
Hakuna Matata
Dancing Lawyer
Glenn (Chav's friend)
Abram
Bacon Strips
Yuckland
There was a guy here
Chris
Hand and Mouth...too small
Dreaded Drummer
Taxi Johnny HAHAHAHA
Cat Killer Brian
Sweedish Fish
Fat Fake Gay
Rhys
(M) Nick with a silent 'J'
HarmonIANca
GigAndrew
Sailor Sam
Crazy Curly
No Hands!
Beef Wellington James
Fake Brad
I can't believe its not butter