Gimme some Weeeeeeeeeeeeeesky

[decidophobichic]

I love Hong Kong! I love my friends! I love whiskey! We went to a club called Pi last night and I drank copious amounts whiskey and danced to R&B music (btw, I love Akon. He's from Senegal you know!). We then went to bed at 5am but not before I threw up my can of tomato juice. I never want to throw up tomato juice ever again, it was tres painful. Yup. Tomato juice. Honestly, I don't know what possessed me to drink tomato juice on a whiskeyed stomach at 4am. Perhaps it was the lure of the massive Vitamin C goodness. Brrr! But I felt waaaay better after hurling! Saaaaa...as usual, it's only 10.47am now and I'm wide awake. No pounding headache and still have my wits about me. Except. The way I spell "whiskey" looks funny. Is it really spelled "whiskey"? Someone tell me if I'm right. Hmm. I may need to sleep a little more to regain full spelling skills.

More on my Hong Kong adventures in a bit. This trip is shaping up to be one of the best ones ever! Yay!