Go back several pages of blog-blabber and you will find stories of the utmost craziness happenings on friday nights ( and sat, sun, mon, tues...you get the point) im pretty glad to say that these days i have a lot tless craziness to report and more well, introspective things to report from my friday nights:) ( well not all of it- see the tranny noodles part....)
best part of my night: realizing what a best friend i have and knowing that after 11 years of friendship we have pretty much nailed this thing;) we have it down to a science!! i forget sometimes that those who challenge you are often the most rewarding and little things like last night make me remember why my friend is so amazing. without divulging too much personal detail regarding the events of the evening, ill suffice to say that somehow amidst the drunk sweaty people of mbargo- in between being aggressively stalked by an excpetionally tall man, taking shots of jungle juice from 'ricki' who insisted that i knew him ( didnt.....for sure didnt...) sloppy salsa dancing with horacio, and trying to dodge the B.O. guy mel and i had a moment and it was good:)
the cherry on top of the otherwise less exceptional evening: coming out of Mbargo and seeing mels bike being wheeled over to her by the parking guy. we then stood there for about ten minutes while mel searched her tiny purse for her bike key. she passed the bag over to me and i did i full search as well- all the while the parking guy is standing there watching us. at some point i suppose he was no longer amused by the goings-on and he finally tells mel that he has the key!! she left it in the lock of the bike and he had taken it out and held it for her! so sweet right- yeah, until he asked for money to get it back!!!!! so after letting us look for the key for ten minutes on the streets flooded with drunk bozos he extorted money from us as well. on our merry way..... then comes tranny noodles.
there is this little warung/stall on the way home that is situated next door to a popular transvestite hang out and its open all night (the noodle place) so typically late night if you crave mee goreng you can often get a side of tranny for free. however on this particular stop there were no trannies to be found. so we paid our 50 cents to have some guy literally cook a packet of instant mee goreng and add some green leaf-like things to it and went home to feast- we finished our MSG around 5 45 am and barely made it to bed..oh and mel just offered to pay me for my assignment im doing for her with tranny noodles. i rejected this offer based on the fact that i dont want to my salt intake to shoot through the roof and put me into early cardiac arrest....thanks though stang:)
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