well back to singapore- and whilst i do enjoy blow drying my hair with air conditioning, which prevents the necessity of yet another shower after drying my hair- i again find myself sleeping on a mattress on the floor! haha how did it come to this? i am supposed to come home to luxury and proper bedding! ;) well this year our apartment is smaller, but really nice, so al and i are sharing my dad's office so we have a mattress on the floor that covers the entire area of space, so our suitcases are loaded up onto desks. during the day we push the matress up on its side- i imagine this would be like what living in new york would be like!
being home is always really nice and although the first night i thought i was going to go insane because i was missing bali so much, i realized that nothing will be different when i go back and it will all be ready and waiting....well the people will change as they always do but everything else will still be there!
i have been thinking a lot too about how fast this year has gone for me. the last couple of days have brought some hard news to several different people i know and love and i have to say that come the holidays i already am feeling sentimental, but when things like this happen, it makes me even more refelctive. things can change in an instant- sometimes you can be the one to change your own life and other times it changes without your control. for me, i had a little of both this past year and i have to say that i got through some of the hardest times , personally, and i thank myself every single day for making those changes because i can feel it radiating through me. its an awe insipring thing to feel positively sure that you made the right decision, especially when it came down to such difficult measures. but as i think back on the things i went through this year i can truly agree that wont kill you makes you stronger. its been a really weird one for me, but one that has shown me that life is what you make of it and everyday i am appreciative of the gifts i have been given, as well as the opporunities that i being presented. i am incredibly thankful to have the amazing family that i do- i have seen some things this year that make me realize how important family is, and i feel lucky to be blessed with a close relationship to everyone in my own and to know that no matter how hard you fall, family can always help you get back up again.
my new years resolution this year is simply going to be that i enjoy every day as it is- that i take advantage of ooportunities, take chances, and never forget to stop and just appreciate. because you never know when something will change your life, whether its by your hand or that of fate, and in the meantime all we can do is try to be humbled by every day that goes by that we are still here. i know its sounds super cheesy and pretty typical, but i have never been one for resolutoins because i always pick something unrealizitic and get bored with trying. but i feel like this is just going to be part of my life now, and that i wake up everyday and think that im living a dream of sorts- my dream- and i want to realize and be thankful for that every day. a year ago i would dream about one day what it i just picked up and left- moved to bali. started over. i never thought that within months things would start to move in that direction . i have incredible friends and an amazing family to thank for helping me through this year and i can only hope that next year brings as much fortune to as all:)
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
monkey bites....
some inquiring minds asked about the monkey bite reference. i think i forgot to mention it on here, because, well it took me a few days and a little asking around to fully comprehend what happened...
so my friend shanti shows up one night and he has like this massive cut thing on his face and im like whoa what happened, surfing accident? and he is like ahh no i got bit by the monkey. yeah he says 'the monkey' like it should be so obvious which one he is talking about!!
that particular night he was drunk out of his mind and having a conversation with him wa like trying to tame an elephant on speed- he was too busy crashing all over the place and bumbling around so i had to ask around for fo from his friends. turns out he was indeed bit in the face by monkey- the monkey who apparently is on a chain around the back side of bounty ( a huge nightclub shaped like a boat that we affectionately refer to as 'the grossest bar in bali' . bounty is full of 18 year olds without shirts on, the loudest and most obnoxious aussies ( i know, how do you classify any one of them as 'louder and more obnoxious' then the other?) plus there is an abundance of ho hos and its so stifllingly hot that its kinda hard to breathe. so yeah not suprised to find out that i had no idea that ther was a captvie monkey round the back and that for some reason my friend thought it wise to play with it...or something. that part of the story no ones seems to remember- as in why they were in the back and why they were involved in an altercation with a monkey.
miraculously his bite cleared up pretty quickly. hope he had a rabies shot. although that could explain that light foaming at the mouth i noticed the other night and just assumed he was spilling jungle juice out his mouth.....or perhaps could explain his temoporary insanity on tuesday where he called me 'chloe' for a good few hours. not only is that not my name, but its the name of this other gilr we knew, one he has a crush on....when i finally asked him why he was calling me that he looked really painfully confused before realizing his mistake. he was like i have no idea why im calling you that. yeah. there are some really fun people in bali:)
so my friend shanti shows up one night and he has like this massive cut thing on his face and im like whoa what happened, surfing accident? and he is like ahh no i got bit by the monkey. yeah he says 'the monkey' like it should be so obvious which one he is talking about!!
that particular night he was drunk out of his mind and having a conversation with him wa like trying to tame an elephant on speed- he was too busy crashing all over the place and bumbling around so i had to ask around for fo from his friends. turns out he was indeed bit in the face by monkey- the monkey who apparently is on a chain around the back side of bounty ( a huge nightclub shaped like a boat that we affectionately refer to as 'the grossest bar in bali' . bounty is full of 18 year olds without shirts on, the loudest and most obnoxious aussies ( i know, how do you classify any one of them as 'louder and more obnoxious' then the other?) plus there is an abundance of ho hos and its so stifllingly hot that its kinda hard to breathe. so yeah not suprised to find out that i had no idea that ther was a captvie monkey round the back and that for some reason my friend thought it wise to play with it...or something. that part of the story no ones seems to remember- as in why they were in the back and why they were involved in an altercation with a monkey.
miraculously his bite cleared up pretty quickly. hope he had a rabies shot. although that could explain that light foaming at the mouth i noticed the other night and just assumed he was spilling jungle juice out his mouth.....or perhaps could explain his temoporary insanity on tuesday where he called me 'chloe' for a good few hours. not only is that not my name, but its the name of this other gilr we knew, one he has a crush on....when i finally asked him why he was calling me that he looked really painfully confused before realizing his mistake. he was like i have no idea why im calling you that. yeah. there are some really fun people in bali:)
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
again with the complaints!
so once again i have been hearing the 'all i write about is partying' thing- just to clarify... i only write about things that i find funny or interesting, that other people also might find funny or interesting. now in the early days of this blog, i was immersing myself into an entirely different world, therefore everyday was filled with new and different things and i was eager to write about them. however, much like things become in every ones 'daily' life, my activiites are no longer so interesting, therefore i do not write about them!
if any of you had a blog, i doubt i would read about what cereal you had for breakfast and then how long the traffic held you up on your way to work! i mean i love you all, but its just not that interesting! so in attempt to forever hush the quiet complainers, i will give you an example of what i did today and why i would under regualar circumstances, choose not to write about it:
this morning i slept until 11. i did that becuase i took niquil last night as i was anticipating being a little bothered by this tickling cough in my throat- nothing seirous im sure, just the usual aftermath from four nights of partying. i really wanted to sleep deeply so i popped the pills and fell asleep in my bed watching re-runs of THE O.C. yeah the one that was on like five years ago. my CD drive is not working on my computer so i can only watch files that are on my media player, which happen to be about 15 episodes of the The O.C. ( season one) and mean girls.
after waking at eleven and packing up some stuff i headed out to grab some food on my way to do some chrsitams shopping. on the menu i saw 'cheese on toast' so i ordered that, but asked them to add tomato to it. all seemed fine. then he comes back; did i want tomato sauce on it? or tomato slices? slices i say.... then he comes back.... did i want cheese on it? uh yeah i say....then he comes back. did i want the cheese melted? omg yes i say. five minutes later i am presented with my two piecces of sliced bread , what can only be described as 'cheese dribbles' on it, and about ten slices of tomato on the side. pretty close i would say! i will always be confused however, as to how the cheese melts, but the bread doesnt toast. hmmmm
on my way to chrsitams shop- spent most of the day dodging horrific traffic and coughing up exhaust fumes but managed to get a lot done, loading bag after bag onto my bike, feeling like mom when she goes to the aiport ( also known as a pack mule) . after deciding i felt sufficiently ripped off for the day i decided to drop everything at home and go tot he beach. these are in opposite directions mind you, so back on my bike for like another 40 mins. i finally get to the beach and dont even get off my bike. the winds have changed directions here and so the beaches that we normally go to are now covered in trash and moss and seaweed and smell like dead fish. the one i went to today in particular smelled awful and was also covered in rocks ( not normally so?!) so i rode all the way back home to take a swim in the pool instead. on the way home i got lost in umalas ( on the bright side found a riding stable!) and had a minor breakdown on the phone ( while on the side of the road on my bike) while talking to shar regarding the imminent frustration that has been the sale of my car. its just absurd how quickly things can affect me- like here i really feel i have cooled off, learned to let things roll off my bike more and have had people point out how much more relaxed i am. but the second something from my 'old life' comes up and threatens the balance i just feel that old anxiety build up again and i get overwhelmed with frustration. so mini breakdown.
mini breakdwn really ruined the rest of my afternoon- by the time i got home the sun was gone and it was too chilly in the pool so in stead i decided to beat out the incoming rain and go to the internet cafe and wallow in my own crappy feelings! ive had an ice milo and i feel better:)
dont know what the evening will bring but my guess will be a cup of tea and a few more epsiodes of the OC before i pop some more niquil. see guys- wasnt that painful ? arent the stories about monkey bites to the face and pink eye infections much more exciting? i hope this has done its job....
if any of you had a blog, i doubt i would read about what cereal you had for breakfast and then how long the traffic held you up on your way to work! i mean i love you all, but its just not that interesting! so in attempt to forever hush the quiet complainers, i will give you an example of what i did today and why i would under regualar circumstances, choose not to write about it:
this morning i slept until 11. i did that becuase i took niquil last night as i was anticipating being a little bothered by this tickling cough in my throat- nothing seirous im sure, just the usual aftermath from four nights of partying. i really wanted to sleep deeply so i popped the pills and fell asleep in my bed watching re-runs of THE O.C. yeah the one that was on like five years ago. my CD drive is not working on my computer so i can only watch files that are on my media player, which happen to be about 15 episodes of the The O.C. ( season one) and mean girls.
after waking at eleven and packing up some stuff i headed out to grab some food on my way to do some chrsitams shopping. on the menu i saw 'cheese on toast' so i ordered that, but asked them to add tomato to it. all seemed fine. then he comes back; did i want tomato sauce on it? or tomato slices? slices i say.... then he comes back.... did i want cheese on it? uh yeah i say....then he comes back. did i want the cheese melted? omg yes i say. five minutes later i am presented with my two piecces of sliced bread , what can only be described as 'cheese dribbles' on it, and about ten slices of tomato on the side. pretty close i would say! i will always be confused however, as to how the cheese melts, but the bread doesnt toast. hmmmm
on my way to chrsitams shop- spent most of the day dodging horrific traffic and coughing up exhaust fumes but managed to get a lot done, loading bag after bag onto my bike, feeling like mom when she goes to the aiport ( also known as a pack mule) . after deciding i felt sufficiently ripped off for the day i decided to drop everything at home and go tot he beach. these are in opposite directions mind you, so back on my bike for like another 40 mins. i finally get to the beach and dont even get off my bike. the winds have changed directions here and so the beaches that we normally go to are now covered in trash and moss and seaweed and smell like dead fish. the one i went to today in particular smelled awful and was also covered in rocks ( not normally so?!) so i rode all the way back home to take a swim in the pool instead. on the way home i got lost in umalas ( on the bright side found a riding stable!) and had a minor breakdown on the phone ( while on the side of the road on my bike) while talking to shar regarding the imminent frustration that has been the sale of my car. its just absurd how quickly things can affect me- like here i really feel i have cooled off, learned to let things roll off my bike more and have had people point out how much more relaxed i am. but the second something from my 'old life' comes up and threatens the balance i just feel that old anxiety build up again and i get overwhelmed with frustration. so mini breakdown.
mini breakdwn really ruined the rest of my afternoon- by the time i got home the sun was gone and it was too chilly in the pool so in stead i decided to beat out the incoming rain and go to the internet cafe and wallow in my own crappy feelings! ive had an ice milo and i feel better:)
dont know what the evening will bring but my guess will be a cup of tea and a few more epsiodes of the OC before i pop some more niquil. see guys- wasnt that painful ? arent the stories about monkey bites to the face and pink eye infections much more exciting? i hope this has done its job....
Friday, December 12, 2008
oh yeah
and someone dropped a full beer bottle on my toe last night and im pretty sure its broken plus i have lost my voice. so i have blood shot pus filled eyes, a limp and a hoarse raspy voice. dead sexy i am.
Test: Do Eye Infections have a negative impact on your night?
result- no!!! so turns out i have pink eye. yeah that is what i get for grieving that nothing interesting was happening in my life. yeah two re puuffy eyes ! actually , my eye was read a coupl weeks ago and jon graciously and oh so helpfully pointed out that pink eye comes from getting feces in the eye and maybe i slept on a pillow that someone kept in between their legs and farted on and that is how i got pink eye. but turns out it was just red- but then two days ago....
melissa and i had a last minute rager on wednesday night and as a result we wanted to do nothing more then go to pleo for massages. we devised a new 'packet' - half hour foot massage and half hour head neck and shoulder massage. i wont suggest this in the ftuure, if you have the woman i did. it was the worst massage of my life, to be frank, and i literally found myself itching to just kick her off me . talk about not being relaxed, if anything it built the angst up to a furious level becuase i was having an inner battle with myself- like if it is bad, i should say something, but no, maybe it was better, maybe soon she would flip me over and change her movement, no i should say something, no i shouldnt. back and forth raising my anziety level to a new limit. so finally i just say ENOUGH and she doesnt stop!! it was like you know when someone touches you continuously in one place it starts to get really annoying and it doesnt hurt or anything but you just need it to stop LIKE NOW. that is how it was.
so about half way through the massage ( of which she never at any point even had me flip over) i started to notice my eye watering a lot and starting to feel swollen. i am not accustomed to laying face down for that long so i thought maybe it was just pressure building up in my head. but it started to get really uncomfortable and felt inceredibly swollen. when it was over FINALLY i sat up and my eye was throbbing and red and swollen out to rival my chest!! amongst the staffs concern i kept the freak out to a minimum, but mel and i went straight to the pharmacy. the way it works here is you walk in, tell them what is wrong with you and they go in the back and pull out something and tell you waht to do. no they are not doctors.... i know.
at least the instructions, etc were also in english! so we go home and put in the drops and let the swelling go down until about normal. actually wait, my timeline is off, that is the night we went out? crap i am confused...so yeah i guess we went out that night- eye and all! the next morning i woke up in a horrified state- aka my eye wouldnt open. so mel (bless her) leaves work to take me to the hospital. we went to the international one- was actualyl realyl quite nice- the doctor was very nice and of course diagnosed me with conjunctivits. pink eye. ( mel and i have decided that this term really freaks us out so we are only refering to is as 'eye infection of the undetermined kind' . so then she proceeds to tell me that im starting to get it in my other eye too. great. so 60 dollars and some medication later we are back on the road. for some crazy reason we decided that we were up for going to carrefour. insane.
back at the casa.....eyes have taken a turn for the worse. i am in so much pain, lying there immobile holding compresses up to my eyes, putting in drops, rubbing a gold ring around them ( a suggestion of lindas friend?!) i was a miserable sack of life yesterday. it was horrible. i started to cry at one point , overwhelmed by the uncomfortable-ness(such a baby) but mel snapped me into shape. thanks mel:) not before calling me quasimoto and trying to get me to dress up in the brown colored rain pancho and shoving a pillow in my shoulder to make a hump. yeah we would have done it but linda had freinds over and i dont know if they would have 'got it'
so i realize in the late afternoon that dirk is coming to town and i pretty much like bullied him into doing it and as yet, he had not actually confirmed his flight. but just as i think i am in the clear and can hole up in the house all night he calls!! soooo yeah i sucked it up, showered and pulled a hat low over my eyes, loaded up on visine and eye drops, donned my rain poncho and headed into kuta. he assured me we would just go for a few beers at a 'dark bar where no one will stare and those who do you will not care about' and he was right!! i didnt eat much yesterday and am thinking maybe the antibiotic drops made me accelearte from sober to drunk in like two beers. so yeah as you can well imagine last night turned into an all night rager yet again!! i just told people i was really high;) to be honest i dont even think most people noticed. and if you are wondering if guys still hit on you in kuta if you have two pink pussy eyes the answer is yes. seriously? i think i got hit on more last night then any other night out and i was scrubbed out and aporting blisters for eyes. incredible this place. people could care less! haha
and in true karmic form melissa awoke this morning with pink eye. aside from calling me quasi she actually really really helped me yesterday so i feel HORRIBLE!! sorry stanger:)
today we are looking better- not 100 percent- but better!
melissa and i had a last minute rager on wednesday night and as a result we wanted to do nothing more then go to pleo for massages. we devised a new 'packet' - half hour foot massage and half hour head neck and shoulder massage. i wont suggest this in the ftuure, if you have the woman i did. it was the worst massage of my life, to be frank, and i literally found myself itching to just kick her off me . talk about not being relaxed, if anything it built the angst up to a furious level becuase i was having an inner battle with myself- like if it is bad, i should say something, but no, maybe it was better, maybe soon she would flip me over and change her movement, no i should say something, no i shouldnt. back and forth raising my anziety level to a new limit. so finally i just say ENOUGH and she doesnt stop!! it was like you know when someone touches you continuously in one place it starts to get really annoying and it doesnt hurt or anything but you just need it to stop LIKE NOW. that is how it was.
so about half way through the massage ( of which she never at any point even had me flip over) i started to notice my eye watering a lot and starting to feel swollen. i am not accustomed to laying face down for that long so i thought maybe it was just pressure building up in my head. but it started to get really uncomfortable and felt inceredibly swollen. when it was over FINALLY i sat up and my eye was throbbing and red and swollen out to rival my chest!! amongst the staffs concern i kept the freak out to a minimum, but mel and i went straight to the pharmacy. the way it works here is you walk in, tell them what is wrong with you and they go in the back and pull out something and tell you waht to do. no they are not doctors.... i know.
at least the instructions, etc were also in english! so we go home and put in the drops and let the swelling go down until about normal. actually wait, my timeline is off, that is the night we went out? crap i am confused...so yeah i guess we went out that night- eye and all! the next morning i woke up in a horrified state- aka my eye wouldnt open. so mel (bless her) leaves work to take me to the hospital. we went to the international one- was actualyl realyl quite nice- the doctor was very nice and of course diagnosed me with conjunctivits. pink eye. ( mel and i have decided that this term really freaks us out so we are only refering to is as 'eye infection of the undetermined kind' . so then she proceeds to tell me that im starting to get it in my other eye too. great. so 60 dollars and some medication later we are back on the road. for some crazy reason we decided that we were up for going to carrefour. insane.
back at the casa.....eyes have taken a turn for the worse. i am in so much pain, lying there immobile holding compresses up to my eyes, putting in drops, rubbing a gold ring around them ( a suggestion of lindas friend?!) i was a miserable sack of life yesterday. it was horrible. i started to cry at one point , overwhelmed by the uncomfortable-ness(such a baby) but mel snapped me into shape. thanks mel:) not before calling me quasimoto and trying to get me to dress up in the brown colored rain pancho and shoving a pillow in my shoulder to make a hump. yeah we would have done it but linda had freinds over and i dont know if they would have 'got it'
so i realize in the late afternoon that dirk is coming to town and i pretty much like bullied him into doing it and as yet, he had not actually confirmed his flight. but just as i think i am in the clear and can hole up in the house all night he calls!! soooo yeah i sucked it up, showered and pulled a hat low over my eyes, loaded up on visine and eye drops, donned my rain poncho and headed into kuta. he assured me we would just go for a few beers at a 'dark bar where no one will stare and those who do you will not care about' and he was right!! i didnt eat much yesterday and am thinking maybe the antibiotic drops made me accelearte from sober to drunk in like two beers. so yeah as you can well imagine last night turned into an all night rager yet again!! i just told people i was really high;) to be honest i dont even think most people noticed. and if you are wondering if guys still hit on you in kuta if you have two pink pussy eyes the answer is yes. seriously? i think i got hit on more last night then any other night out and i was scrubbed out and aporting blisters for eyes. incredible this place. people could care less! haha
and in true karmic form melissa awoke this morning with pink eye. aside from calling me quasi she actually really really helped me yesterday so i feel HORRIBLE!! sorry stanger:)
today we are looking better- not 100 percent- but better!
Monday, December 8, 2008
heat and mosquitos
shows how interesting my last few days were- i havent had anything even remotely interesting to write about! well not exactly true i suppose...just havent really 'felt' like writing anything i guess! trying to figure some stuff out- have to start making some decisions ( barf) about what im going to do when i get back here...cant live on what im making right now for much longer! especially with all the trips and stuff ...im really enjoying working on my own schedule, doing writing, not being part of office politics and drama and it has had a consuiderable effect on my stress and anxiety level...akak i am not nearly as worked up all the time! so im a little relucatant to take anything on that may bring back what i found were quite poisoning attitudes.
other then that- we have moved into our new house which is exciting i suppose! its really nice- a real house in fact- with great furniture and things all already set up. my room is a little scant- i dont really have what i need just yet- need some fyrniture and places to put 'things' but im reluctant to spend a load of money when im leaving again in like less then two weeks or something so im probably just going to continue living out of my suitcase as has ben the case for going on three months!! ahhh! i want to feel settled b ut its hard when everything is constantly changing and things are not really ever permanant. but i guess that is what this life is right now i will try to embrace that !
i do have to say- after a few really rough nights of sleep im really kinda over the supoer hot nights and the mosquitos feeding their entire families off my blood....but ill just think about the beach and the massages and feel better;)
i had to charge my camera but i will take pics of the place when i get home and put them up!
other then that- we have moved into our new house which is exciting i suppose! its really nice- a real house in fact- with great furniture and things all already set up. my room is a little scant- i dont really have what i need just yet- need some fyrniture and places to put 'things' but im reluctant to spend a load of money when im leaving again in like less then two weeks or something so im probably just going to continue living out of my suitcase as has ben the case for going on three months!! ahhh! i want to feel settled b ut its hard when everything is constantly changing and things are not really ever permanant. but i guess that is what this life is right now i will try to embrace that !
i do have to say- after a few really rough nights of sleep im really kinda over the supoer hot nights and the mosquitos feeding their entire families off my blood....but ill just think about the beach and the massages and feel better;)
i had to charge my camera but i will take pics of the place when i get home and put them up!
Friday, December 5, 2008
champagne and strangers- WAIT i know you!
so after years of creepy connections and random suprise meetings, i am not longer too suprised by the fact that this world is a small small place and you should really never write anyone out of your life completely, becase you never know when they may appear again in your life! here is last nights random meeting story:
josh nobles wrote mel and said he had some friends in bali and would we meet up with them and take them out so we agreed to meet up last night, with these two american girls. they were travelling in thailand where they met jason peck ( he was playing a softball tournament in bangkok) they are teachers from SD travelling in asia. so he invited them to singapore for thanksgiving and there they met josh ( or something like that) so they came here and we met up with them...nice girls, didnt stay out long bc they had a boat trip this am!
so anyways we met up with honey and her sister and skipped all over the place skygarden, mbargo ( yes jon at like midnight we went to mbargo and had jungle juice...) so at mbargo honey sees this guy she met the other night and goes over to say hi, while her sister tells us he is kinda yuck and points him out. yeah kinda yuck- he looks like a nicaraguan drug dealer straight from 1975- ron jeremy 'stache and feathery floppy hair and all...
so she comes back over and is like ugh that guy is a douche and we proceed to talk about him, while he comes in our direction and sits behind us ( wearing sun glasses - idiot!) so we are very obviously pointing and looking at him and he is just sitting there watching us with his friend so we decide to relocate ourselves to the other bar. at which point we decide we are also no longer interested in this topic and forget all about said johnny-depp-in-blow-wannabe-guy.
as we bar hop later on a pretty desperate 'we are going to have fun tonight' mission we end up at espresso bar ( dont ask me why, i will take the blame for the bounty run but i most certainly did not suggest this tiny little bar that is packed with 18 year old scrubbies and has a live band that has a lead singer who sings everything in the voice of a a crazy death metal head banger. its horrible) so there we are at this place and all of a sudden south-american-coke-dealer reeappears right in my face and goes I KNOW YOU!
yes imagine my surprise. but as i take a few moments and clear my head, shaking the smokey haze out of my face and trying to focus my eyes, which are currently swimming in jungle juice. after a few brief moments it starts to break the surface of my cloudy brain- i know him too! this farah-fawcett-feather-haired- man is someone i knew like four years ago in LA! so yeah- turns out that i know him ( he most certainly did NOT look like that then!) he is here for a couple weeks surfing and bumming around so we ended up hanging out with him (honey piercing him with dirty looks all night!) anyways that is my story of the small small world.
josh nobles wrote mel and said he had some friends in bali and would we meet up with them and take them out so we agreed to meet up last night, with these two american girls. they were travelling in thailand where they met jason peck ( he was playing a softball tournament in bangkok) they are teachers from SD travelling in asia. so he invited them to singapore for thanksgiving and there they met josh ( or something like that) so they came here and we met up with them...nice girls, didnt stay out long bc they had a boat trip this am!
so anyways we met up with honey and her sister and skipped all over the place skygarden, mbargo ( yes jon at like midnight we went to mbargo and had jungle juice...) so at mbargo honey sees this guy she met the other night and goes over to say hi, while her sister tells us he is kinda yuck and points him out. yeah kinda yuck- he looks like a nicaraguan drug dealer straight from 1975- ron jeremy 'stache and feathery floppy hair and all...
so she comes back over and is like ugh that guy is a douche and we proceed to talk about him, while he comes in our direction and sits behind us ( wearing sun glasses - idiot!) so we are very obviously pointing and looking at him and he is just sitting there watching us with his friend so we decide to relocate ourselves to the other bar. at which point we decide we are also no longer interested in this topic and forget all about said johnny-depp-in-blow-wannabe-guy.
as we bar hop later on a pretty desperate 'we are going to have fun tonight' mission we end up at espresso bar ( dont ask me why, i will take the blame for the bounty run but i most certainly did not suggest this tiny little bar that is packed with 18 year old scrubbies and has a live band that has a lead singer who sings everything in the voice of a a crazy death metal head banger. its horrible) so there we are at this place and all of a sudden south-american-coke-dealer reeappears right in my face and goes I KNOW YOU!
yes imagine my surprise. but as i take a few moments and clear my head, shaking the smokey haze out of my face and trying to focus my eyes, which are currently swimming in jungle juice. after a few brief moments it starts to break the surface of my cloudy brain- i know him too! this farah-fawcett-feather-haired- man is someone i knew like four years ago in LA! so yeah- turns out that i know him ( he most certainly did NOT look like that then!) he is here for a couple weeks surfing and bumming around so we ended up hanging out with him (honey piercing him with dirty looks all night!) anyways that is my story of the small small world.
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