In an amazing twist of schedules, I ended up heading out on a Friday whilst he had nothing planned.

I met Randi for a manicure and pedicure session. But I wasn’t myself! I must be on some invisible happy pill for I suddenly transformed into a sociable talkative bitch!

*Gasp*

So anyway while doing my nails, for some insane reason, we started bitching about men, sex, relationships etc. with the manicurist! I even earned myself the nickname of “Miss Teabagging” & “Nympho” from Randi. Sheesh.

It was weird, but the night got even weirder when I found myself at Zouk, the last place I should be at since I was severely under dressed! I was praying that I wouldn’t meet anyone I know… Too unglam for Zouk y’know?

But Randi promised me the trip would be worthwhile. After all, she did seduce me to Zouk with the promise of a really delicious concoction at Winebar… Unfortunately, while Kir tasted fab, it did nothing to get me high.

Such a disappointing night… 2 Kirs, 1 red wine, half a jug of Malibu Pineapple and a few sips of beer later I was still sober! I amaze myself at times. I’m either an alcoholic or I’ve put on so much weight that the fats has the capacity to absorb alcohol better. I wonder which it was…

The gods must’ve been on a roll… when they sent a crazy (or should I say desperate) Caucasian my way. Eek! To be picked up by a white guy, with me dressed the way I was, what a joke!I was seriously traumatised…

When I told honeybee what happened, his response was “Good what. It means you still have market value.”

Hmmpf!