Thirsty but can’t drink anymore.

I’m one-eighth drunk (which means I just had a LITTLE drink, I just wanted it to sound a tad more scandalous) and I am so thirsty! My throat is a bottomless pit, but my stomach is already nearing the point of explosion.

I had fun tonight. It was supposed to be Carlo’s birthday bash but when we were already at the bar he begged us not to tell the band that it was his celebration. We pointed Jocae instead and he became the target of the bashing and dirty jokes. Jocae ordered a blow job and it was a teensy (shot glass) serving of something strong plus Baileys (I think because it smelled nice), and it was supposed to be served ON FIRE but he was a bit scared, so there. I don’t really drink so I just had a light drink, which explains the pretending-to-be-drunk-to-sound-scandalous.

We were supposed to go to Jocae’s favorite bar in Malate but I am too indulged in my pretension so I am just going to say that I am too drunk to remember why it didn’t happen.