Written by lainie at 02:23 AM on July 18, 2008.

Just came home from Xtreme India at Raw bar, in Solaris. Had their signature cocktail, RAW Deal, which was yummy. Passionfruit and white chocolate mix.

Subsequent drunken session came from beer that kept materialising in my mug. A few TAG friends were there, which was good for me

All the girls Ben wanted to hook up with turned out to be my friends, nyeh nyeh nyeh. Syat drove us home, Ben and I making up some song that went like

Why are all the girls gayyy
Because I turned them gayyy
Fuck you lainie lesbian bitches machauhai)Q*#&%)Q*#&%)*&Q#%!)*Q fuck youuu
I only fuck girls, sorryyyy, muahahaaaa

It was not a very melodic song.

Then we (or those sitting in front) did something so college-era, grabbing traffic cones as we drove by them. First one, failure - couldn't get into the window. Second one, success - drove by with car door open, grabbed, pulled in.  Was asked who'll take it home, but I didn't want it because I'm wayyyy past my traffic cone days.

If Raw has more indie nights, I'll so layan. I wish it had more couches though. w00t.

Okay. Drunk people need sleep. Someone remind me tomorrow alcohol+innernets = not cool.