Monday, December 23, 2013

Advent Gecko


I'm not sure why, but I have drawn myself as though I'm a Tim Burton cartoon in some of these...try to ignore that.










This is what I get for being so greedy...I still ate all the chocolates, I just took a day or two off to forget about the gecko.

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Personal Growth

Last Saturday I lost my debit card.  This was after my drunk brain thinking my friend had left when she actually hadn't, so I spent the night hanging out with the DJ in Al's Diner and doing shots with the manager.  If I know drunk kelly (which may or may not be true) I'm sure I was trying to talk to the DJ about One Direction and Tinie Tempah in a completely incoherent annoying fan girl.  And special bonus for myself for spending my most drunken moments with the most sober people in a bar...I'm really good at mingling.  Anyway, when I woke up the next morning I looked inside my wallet (another bonus for not losing my entire wallet) I had in fact lost my debit card, but I still had my HKID and at some point I had picked up a business card for some wine company...all in all it seems like I came out ahead.

Monday, December 2, 2013

Jacket Potato

I think I might be incapable of regular human interaction.  This happened outside a bar one night when a couple of friends and I ran into some mutual acquaintances.








*There is a Tinie Tempah lyric that goes, "I've been Southampton but I've never been to Scunthorp" So I try to ask most of the British people I meet if they have been or not been to these places.  I may or may not have said this aloud.  And for some reason, this is my follow up convo:



This was done in what is best described as a squelching voice and involved me holding pretend suspenders (or braces for you british readers) and lots of overemphasized marching in place.  Try to picture it...I'm not sure these cartoons are doing my impression of a jacket potato justice.




The guy I was talking to doubled over laughing and was pretty much speechless.  This interaction ended with the guys all buying us a drink and then leaving for another bar...well played British gentlemen, that is a classy way to leave girls at a bar.  Before they left they did ask to hear the jacket potato impression one more time.  WIN.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Things got Craz


So after about six bottles of wine and a game of pool with a triad (and by triad I really just mean middle aged Chinese guy with a paunch and a lisp) I was a weird kind of angry drunk.  In an attempt to get me to stop acting a food my friend Caitlin invited me back to her place, to try to turn the night into a fun sleepover type situation.



However, I was too busy being an indignant jerk to appreciate it.  I refused to put on any pajamas, including the ones without dogs on them that she had gotten out for me.  So, we were laying on her bed and she quickly passed out, and I was just stewing with the fact that I thought she was trying to get me to wear pajamas with dogs on them, staring up at the ceiling and shaking my head in disbelief.  I mean honestly, the nerve of her.  When I realized she was asleep I slid off of the bed and grabbed a huge bottle of beer, and took it to the streets, opting to walk 30 minutes home...this is something I have done in an angry drunk state before, its not the worst way for me to get over my nonexistence bullshit.

On the way home I ran into this guy. 




I decided what any reasonable girl would, and offered up the one thing I knew would make him leave me alone.



To be fair, I woke up the next day knowing I had walked home and that I angry-made-out with some guy along the way in an attempt to get rid of him...my representation of our conversation is completely fiction, but based on what I think could possible have been said.

The story doesn't quite end there.  A few days later, I was killing time scrolling through my phone and saw I had the digits of someone I saved under the name "Craz."  I put it together that this was they angry-make-out guy, and I might have just been too drunk to add a y to the code name I put in my phone.  Then, I saw his whatsapp pic...


Its blurred to protect his identity...but i think it speaks for itself.

Ok, can't help but adding that my drunk standards need some work, I just don't want anyone to think there was any attraction.  I only made out with Craz as part of my escape route to get away from him.  Its kind of psychologically brilliant if you really think about it.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

rape PLAY birthDAY

I celebrated my birthday a couple weekends ago.  On friday night I went on a double date with the guy i've been quasi-seeing...and by that I mean we have gone for dinner/drinks twice but have mostly just been banging for the past month or so and my friend and her girlfriend.  We went to a stage production of A Clockwork Orange, which to be fair is not the best idea for a date.

So, we all went to the play, and, honestly, its a weird play to go on with someone you are seeing casually, since there is rape, sodomy, violence and just some all around weird heavy shit going on.  After the play, which I will say the dude was a good sport for coming to, my other couple friends went home, and this guy invited me for some drinks with his friends. Never being one to turn down a drink, I went along.  His friends were really nice and I was having a decent time mingling, until I realized he was basically ignoring me.  I'm really bad at leaving situations, so I just kept talking to other people because I didn't know how to gracefully get out of there...finally, I busted in on a convo he was having with another girl and said I was going to go home.  He said, "Yeah, we are going to go too." I mistakenly thought the "we" was me and him.  So we were all walking away from the bar, and then crossed a street, which helped me realize that they were going to another bar and it was just me going home.  I'm pretty easy going, and I understand wanting to hang out with your friends and only your friends, but then don't invite me along if you are just going to ignore me the whole night and then send me away with a lame kiss on the cheek, you might as well just high-five me for fuck's sake.

Lesson learned, don't go to rape plays on your birthday and expect a "happy ending" I think this could have been predicted.  Dating is hard.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Tuesdays are the new Saturdays


Somewhere in the middle of spending a grand on wine (that's HKD not USD or GBP or KRW) I decided whatsapping my friends boyfriend who lives in California and I've met a handful of times was a fantastic idea.  Luckily, he was pretty cool about my overshare and nonsensical jibber jabber.  Unfortunately, I was too drunk to catch all his funny jokes.



Have you been reading my blog?
Do you think I could ever get
 a book deal/TV deal??
Yes and yes
Book absolutely
TV only when you come to CA 
and take over :)
Hahaha
I want to go to that TV convention... 
Where you pitch ideas...
 Do you know what I'm talking about?
Also... What do you think of caitlin 
and all this work craziness?
The invention show?
I think she needs to do what is best for 
her and what she wants
No matter what I'm supportive
You are just so great and supportive... It's crazy
I wish you could live here!!!
Find me a job and
Maybe I will...
If Caitlin left now she would regret it 
and it would do either of us any good
Kevin... You are just so understanding
But let caitlin know you want her there
She needs to know you want her... 
But don't need her to come back
This is all crazy analytical
But I think it's right... It may be wrong
I wish you were here for my birthday!!!!
Dammit Kevin
I've told her many times and agree
Well you should be here for my bday!!
Nov. 30th!!!!
What if we all moved to a new country?
OK.. Where?!?
I'm in!!
I didn't name a country yet 
and your in??? Hahaha
Yeah.. I'm an elastic band... I'm totally adjustable
Kevin... Dude account
Are you ready?
This is probably something I shouldn't
Ask
Dude account?
Ready for what?
But u actually really like this guy I'm seeing
I do or you do?
So what's the question?
OK it's gonna get weird... 
Should I continue or stop??
Go for it
I like this guy
So I met up with him after drinking with 
you and caitlin and Emma
And after meeting his brother 
I went home with him in a cab
Yes...go on...
His brother or him?
But..  I ended going down on him in the cab...
That's really gross isn't it???
Because you were in a dirty cab or 
because you went down on him?
I feel like an uber slut
Because I went down on him
Terrible analysis
Why can't I be more in control of my own actions?!?
You really like him...and you 
want to show it...what's wrong with that?
Stop worrying about what others
 think of you and just be you
Embrace your uniqueness
Well..  That doesn't always work.. Surprise!!!
It doesn't?
Wait... What doesnt:?
Being yourself
Being myself doesn't work...
???
I'm congenial!
No you said being yourself doesn't always work
Your confusing lol
Just be you
OK... True... But sometimes it doea
I'm off my face
Who's face are you on? Hahaha
And have to be at work in less than 4 hours
Haha Omg... You don't even want to know
I'll make it. . I'm a trooper
Yes go get em champ!
Yes... I'm a champion
Are you in any way related to dr. Sues? 
And or were you born out of a dr. Sues book?
Like buddy from the movie Elf?
No... I'm from a real person
Oh that's fun...me too
HajH
I wish I were  robot right now
Robot doesn't sleep and neither do you
Yes you are right. 
. Won't be sleeping tonight
How is that possible?
You are a robot
Do you have one
Of those plutonium hearts from iron man? 
Are you secretly iron woman?
No I'm a plastic salesman
Iron man?!?!
I'd sooner take a really jest rather than a krypton tool
Was that English?