but it was fun

It's a Monday, and once again, I find myself struggling to make the 'play -> work' switch. I try, of course, but it's not easy to concentrate, especially after a weekend of partying. I can't help but think about all the interesting things that happened at Marix and what I'll do next weekend. 

Going to Marix was a impromptu decision. The original plan for my Saturday was to spend a lazy night at home, watching a film and eating discounted sushi from the supermarket accompanied with a bottle of chilled Chimay. What was flawed about this plan was the timing. I started my lazy-night-at-home at around 8:00pm, and the film lasted only until 9:30pm, naturally. That left me at a very awkward time. It was far too early to sleep, and it was also far too early (for me) to head out to the bars. After thinking about this a little and going through the few options I had, I decided to to chuck down some Gossip Girl episodes while I waited for Boris to get off work, and get some laundry-folding done at the same time. But there is a limit to how much Gossip Girl one can take in, and by the time I went to pick my sister up from work, I had had far past that limit which made me feel  mentally contaminated. It was time for a change of scenery.

 As I met up with little sis, she told me a about how much work sucked and how much she needed a drink, and after she sorted things out in her mind by mumbling this and that angrily under her breath, she came to the decision that she would really want that drink to be at Marix. And so... well, so it was! I said, 'Sure, Bunny, let's go to Marix.' Let's go disinfect my person with some alcohol, why don't we.

At Marix, things were alarmingly quiet. The bar was only 50% full, and the dance floor was next to bare. It was just a little past midnight, so it was about time for things to be booming here, but oh well, we all have bad days, right? We ordered gin and tonics, and lazied back into our chairs. Girl talk, and men-slamming banter began after the first sip or two over millions of cigs,  and after we emptied our glasses the party was on! There's something about getting together with your best friend, girl-talking all of your problems off of your chest over a few drinks, smokes and good music. It just makes things right. I felt good. I felt like it was a fantastic decision to be at Marix. I felt like this night was gunna rock! It did.

Things did heat up around 2:00 am. I danced my ass off! The married dude that I secretly lust after has a creepy senpai who confessed his feelings for me. I turned him down. He got pissed off and left Marix. Whew! Somebody was kind and bought boris and me many drinks. Married dude, I found out, lusts after me too! The cool dancing dudes whom we like were there and made things even cooler! I drank a lot and didn't get drunk. The kind dude that bought us drinks had naughty hands which wouldn't stay off my ass! Annoying. Kind, but not so nice. I got pissed off at kind dude after he groped my boobs. We played our favorite songs. Somebody looked exactly like Lee! 

etc. etc. etc.

See? This is why I can't concentrate on working! Ugh!