Weekend Recap
Quick blog while I chat to Kerry on AIM
Friday Night: Went for margarita's with the girls then hit up Anna's uncle's swanky club. DJ Charles Peterson was making a special appearance, by invitation only. We're top notch celebs in HK. Club was full of swanky boring people (except Beth and Anna who are swanky, but awesome). Somehow managed to stay out until 5 with Alli and Kelly (my early morning sidekick for life) and give my number to some Navymen. Yay military!
Saturday: "BBQ" at the beach. Except we couldn't be bothered to fire up any grills so we just ate chips and food from the food stand. Also the shenanigans from the previous evening kept everyone in bed pretty late. I did get to hang out with Simon though, which is a rare, happy occasion. Sunburning was minimal, I've managed to get 1 shade darker without peeling. Hell hath frozen over.
Saturday Night: stayed in like a bunch of old biddies, watching movies (Napoleon Dynamite and Garden State) with the girls. Went to bed early, slept 11 hours. I'd earned it.
Sunday: Late coffee with Anna and Beth at Pacific Coffee. Stretched it into a 5 hour lunch/ gossipathon/ discussion of world affairs over the Sunday South China Morning Post. Was called by Navymen and invited to Wanchai for Sunday evening drinks.
Sunday Evening: Went to Wanchai solo. Never located the boys from Friday, but easily made new friends. Banana Joe's was packed with servicemen and women (but mostly men). Even though it was before 6, the music was up loud, the beer was flowing, and the place was crunk. Abby did her some dancing. Most of the boys had a 9pm curfew because they ship out first thing tomorrow, and it was good timing because the typical fight broke out at about 8:35 and killed the party. I was home by 9, in time for a little roof party with wine and banana boats. I've created a team of monsters with the chocolate-filled bananas.
Thus, my weekend. My short recap came out longer than I thought. Oh well. Your problem, you're the one reading it.
OH! a tragedy has occured. I have to ghetto-rig my camera. The latch on the battery door broke and now the batteries fall out. The obvious answer is duct tape. :(
Abby
Friday Night: Went for margarita's with the girls then hit up Anna's uncle's swanky club. DJ Charles Peterson was making a special appearance, by invitation only. We're top notch celebs in HK. Club was full of swanky boring people (except Beth and Anna who are swanky, but awesome). Somehow managed to stay out until 5 with Alli and Kelly (my early morning sidekick for life) and give my number to some Navymen. Yay military!
Saturday: "BBQ" at the beach. Except we couldn't be bothered to fire up any grills so we just ate chips and food from the food stand. Also the shenanigans from the previous evening kept everyone in bed pretty late. I did get to hang out with Simon though, which is a rare, happy occasion. Sunburning was minimal, I've managed to get 1 shade darker without peeling. Hell hath frozen over.
Saturday Night: stayed in like a bunch of old biddies, watching movies (Napoleon Dynamite and Garden State) with the girls. Went to bed early, slept 11 hours. I'd earned it.
Sunday: Late coffee with Anna and Beth at Pacific Coffee. Stretched it into a 5 hour lunch/ gossipathon/ discussion of world affairs over the Sunday South China Morning Post. Was called by Navymen and invited to Wanchai for Sunday evening drinks.
Sunday Evening: Went to Wanchai solo. Never located the boys from Friday, but easily made new friends. Banana Joe's was packed with servicemen and women (but mostly men). Even though it was before 6, the music was up loud, the beer was flowing, and the place was crunk. Abby did her some dancing. Most of the boys had a 9pm curfew because they ship out first thing tomorrow, and it was good timing because the typical fight broke out at about 8:35 and killed the party. I was home by 9, in time for a little roof party with wine and banana boats. I've created a team of monsters with the chocolate-filled bananas.
Thus, my weekend. My short recap came out longer than I thought. Oh well. Your problem, you're the one reading it.
OH! a tragedy has occured. I have to ghetto-rig my camera. The latch on the battery door broke and now the batteries fall out. The obvious answer is duct tape. :(
Abby
posted by Abby-Wan Kenobi at 10:14 AM
4 Comments:
Nice that you girls have formed sort of an USO for the American boys in HK. Hopefully you were not the cause of the festivity ending fight!
duct tape is the answer for everything! i agree!!! and i hope you were the cause of the festivity ending fight cuz you know me....
I don't have any duct tape. :(
i'm very disappointed that you don't have duct tape... i thought i taught you better
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