Hangover Insomnia
I'm not normally still up at this time (2.20am) but I didn't get out of bed till 3.30pm today. Had a massive hangover and spent 8-12pm throwing up, every hour, on the hour. My tummy was not happy. I was drinking water but it just kept coming back up, which made me more thirsty and so on. The monster headache did not help either.
Tonite, I had some comforting Mos burger and went over to Salimeh's to watch a video. We sipped cinnamon tea with flower filled honey and ate tasty popcorn, bitter orange Lindt and assorted nuts. Little Miss Sunshine is one of the best movies I have seen. All the characters were so funny and endearing. *****
Sam and Tom were at Day and Night so I dropped by on the way home. Still felt rank and even declined the heineken Tom had already ordered for me. We played some cards but I was tired so came home. In bed I couldn't actually fall asleep, prob cos I got up so late, and here we are now.
Why, I hear you ask, do I end up at these pitiful states, and so regularly too? Well, last night was the usual Sat night in Taipei, with too many good options open to me and Lizzie as we sat in a post-modern cafe. There were leafy plants in cylindrical vases hanging from the ceiling. 300 just opened but all the conveniently timed sessions were sold out. No loss as we considered Room 18 (beautiful people club), The Living Room (local bands) or 9% ($600 all you can drink).
Nic and Robin joined us for dinner. LA cafe has our recommendations. The service was so fast that your soup arrived before you can finish your cigarette. I had the set meal $320 for soup, salad , main (New Orleans Spicy Shrimp Pasta), dessert (taiwanese style cheesecake, ie too much cake, too little cheese) and a beverage. Lizzie had beef tostadas served with a creamy guacamole and saffron rice. Robin had tender grilled short ribs, slightly pink in the middle. Nic had a gargantuan piece of crumbed pork cutlet with crispy potato wedges.
After dinner, we went to the Living Room to see Salimeh's friend's Macedonian band. Very cool. Dreamy vocals with a cemane(?)- small fiddle? Their music was haunting, stifled only briefly by the guy at the next table setting his candle on fire with beer. We stayed for Paparazzi- fast drums, guitars and a violin. Next stop was Ziga Zaga, a sophisticated bar in the Grand Hyatt, where my friend Suzet is a regular. It's funny that even tho this place had a really good live band with real singers, they still played the same mainstream hip hop you hear at all the other cheaper clubs. Suzet, Lizzie and I drank over half a bottle of Absolut with lime and cranberry juice, the culprit for my day in bed.
I also finally watched The Departed.
A good effort by Marty- well shot and scripted. Nicholson was excellent, Leo was strong and charismatic. But really they've copied Infernal Affairs practically scene by scene. As a director of his calibre, I really expected him to do more. You can take a good idea and make it your own, but all he did was add in Mark Wahlberg and save paying another actress by merging the two love interests. He did change the ending a little but actually I heard the China version of Infernal Affairs already had this alternate ending- maybe he saw that one. ****
Tonite, I had some comforting Mos burger and went over to Salimeh's to watch a video. We sipped cinnamon tea with flower filled honey and ate tasty popcorn, bitter orange Lindt and assorted nuts. Little Miss Sunshine is one of the best movies I have seen. All the characters were so funny and endearing. *****
Sam and Tom were at Day and Night so I dropped by on the way home. Still felt rank and even declined the heineken Tom had already ordered for me. We played some cards but I was tired so came home. In bed I couldn't actually fall asleep, prob cos I got up so late, and here we are now.
Why, I hear you ask, do I end up at these pitiful states, and so regularly too? Well, last night was the usual Sat night in Taipei, with too many good options open to me and Lizzie as we sat in a post-modern cafe. There were leafy plants in cylindrical vases hanging from the ceiling. 300 just opened but all the conveniently timed sessions were sold out. No loss as we considered Room 18 (beautiful people club), The Living Room (local bands) or 9% ($600 all you can drink).
Nic and Robin joined us for dinner. LA cafe has our recommendations. The service was so fast that your soup arrived before you can finish your cigarette. I had the set meal $320 for soup, salad , main (New Orleans Spicy Shrimp Pasta), dessert (taiwanese style cheesecake, ie too much cake, too little cheese) and a beverage. Lizzie had beef tostadas served with a creamy guacamole and saffron rice. Robin had tender grilled short ribs, slightly pink in the middle. Nic had a gargantuan piece of crumbed pork cutlet with crispy potato wedges.
After dinner, we went to the Living Room to see Salimeh's friend's Macedonian band. Very cool. Dreamy vocals with a cemane(?)- small fiddle? Their music was haunting, stifled only briefly by the guy at the next table setting his candle on fire with beer. We stayed for Paparazzi- fast drums, guitars and a violin. Next stop was Ziga Zaga, a sophisticated bar in the Grand Hyatt, where my friend Suzet is a regular. It's funny that even tho this place had a really good live band with real singers, they still played the same mainstream hip hop you hear at all the other cheaper clubs. Suzet, Lizzie and I drank over half a bottle of Absolut with lime and cranberry juice, the culprit for my day in bed.
I also finally watched The Departed.
A good effort by Marty- well shot and scripted. Nicholson was excellent, Leo was strong and charismatic. But really they've copied Infernal Affairs practically scene by scene. As a director of his calibre, I really expected him to do more. You can take a good idea and make it your own, but all he did was add in Mark Wahlberg and save paying another actress by merging the two love interests. He did change the ending a little but actually I heard the China version of Infernal Affairs already had this alternate ending- maybe he saw that one. ****