Written by lainie at 02:22 AM on April 3, 2008 in Events.

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I think it says something about what I tell people, when at least three people ask if you did your laundry because you're out in public, and your clothes aren't entirely scruffy (or as Joyce puts it - Stop telling people you haven't done your laundry!). Aren't you tempted to make bad puns about airing dirty laundry in public? Cause I kinda am...

I think if Joyce had a chance she'd burn half my wardrobe (which she has more or less said, with the addition of hoping rats eat them).

Lainie: It's okay, you can look gorgeous for two people, easily.
Joyce: Oh, now all the lines come out la?

I was just being honest . We were both in La Bodega for the same event:

Get wild, get hot, don't stop to think; and just embrace your inner kinky. As such sinful secret parties go, the spread of the evening includes lustful couples, possible playmates, terrific threesomes, cat-suits, hunky window cleaners, bored office types, hairstylist bondage and frivolous role play aplenty the next morning.

- K is for Kinky: An April Fool's Day Secret Tryst (also known as Any Bloody Excuse for a Party).

It was a lot quieter in reality. I had arrived an hour early with Jemufo and Spes, and we played boardgames till the deejays came in. Feeling mentally lethargic, I had suggested Snake & Ladders, but Jemufo insisted on Scrabble. Jemufo's very competitive (but I still won, nyeh nyeh nyeh nyehhhh). I got a bingo, and Jerome helped me place a "Z" on a triple letter score .

The music was good but most people were just working the room, networking. I was too lazy to do the same, though I did end up meeting some new people (it's unavoidable, really), and bumping into an old schoolmate - all grown up, and has been so for many years now.

Some girls got onto the tables and danced awkwardly - wasn't very Coyote Ugly at all. Some friends (or very drunken revellers, hard to say) were cheering them on. They barely moved, didn't touch each other, and kept their clothes on. Kelvin and I were standing together waiting for something to happen before I lost patience and yelled - TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT ALL OFF!

Not that I wanted to see them naked, but I was getting awfully bored. Yelled more:

TAKE IT ALL OFF! BUT THE PANTIES!! AND THE SHOES!

Kelvin was laughing at me, asking if that was my fetish. Not really -_-". My bad manners usually derive from boredom. By then Juria had just arrived and joined me in the catcalling. The moment they had climbed onto the tables, my eyes went to the switchbox, waiting for an alert waiter to switch the fans off - one did.

Jemufo and Spes had a more productive time bonding over conversation. Jemufo was my ride home, so I left with her soon after. I figured, when tabletop dancing gets as dull as that, there isn't much hope for the rest of the night.

I had a lil to drink, and didn't realise that I knew a lot of people from one end of the room to the other, until I tried to leave. Saying hurried goodbyes took me fricking ages. I started prioritising people in terms of how frequently I'd met them.

I didn't even realise we'd left early, until it was brought to my attention after I got home (and I had to explain myself for acting like an old maid, being home before 1am). Turns out it got more interesting later - some friends got drunk, more friends showed up, a fight broke out at the back.

I suppose I don't mind, I was kinda tired by then, and had a migraine. Took some Panadol and hit the bed.