crawdaddy!

so today slept from 3 pm to around 7:30, and woke up so disoriented that i thought it was morning. got up and munched on some stuff in the fridge, cyn came home from some random casting call and yoga and we went out to pick sherry up and go over to dan's. after a couple glasses of wine on his terrace, sherry and i went to this canto restaurant across the street that specializes in char-grilled oysters. i was less interested in oysters and more interested in chao fan and sherry's won ton mein. more wine and at dan's then we headed down to pirate's for the rollerbooty party.

what a sad excuse. we were expecting boogie nights and we got some D-rated version with these ghetto 'skates' that you strap to your shoes. all the kids were out, met willie and dan there, even sherry's roommate was there spinning. kate came out and met us, and we stood around drinking and talking smack about the lack of eye candy, per usual. after cyn and kate left, i found willie shakin ass to blaise's ghetto booty mixes so we all joined in. good sweaty times. charlie xia from smartshanghai showed up again and i hope he does NOT post photos of me getting my groove on. not cute. i got enough beef for those 4live shots.

at around 2 am sherry and i decided to bone out and check out this late-night crawdaddy stand near her place that's always packed. DE-lish. we got maybe half a kilo, donned the plastic gloves, and got to work. nothing like twisting off tails and sucking crawfish heads at 2 am. so yummy. i didn't think i'd be able to eat much because of my two back-to-back dinners. but i definitely held down my end of the deal, then went to the lawson's and bought some apple juice and doritos (as if i didn't already eat enough). having never been a big fan of apple juice, i'm now in a phase. it tastes really good to me right now, even tho nutritionally it's little better than soda. no vitamins, just sugar and water.

tomorrow? sherry's experimental brunch at de la coast, our pole-dancing class, and then a crocs party. i need to sleep.