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Last night, I

~ had a great dinner with fantastic friends
~ teased karberry's husband. He has a new nickname of "NICKLE KITTY"
~ was sad that Mike and karberry didn't feel well enough to go out to the Castro.
~ made a face at my phone's dying battery
~ danced my tush off
~ got hit by an ugly man who was nowhere near as good looking with a hook nose as Alan Rickman. And really, a velvet jacket in a club full of hot, gyrating bodies?
~ got super tipsy! 2 double shots of Patron, some horribly strong Cap'n Morgan and Coke, half of something else, a blueberry kamikaze shot with an adorable and flirty bar boy (taken without hands! What? They were in test tubes!)
~ watched some boys shake their tush in jockstraps, touching themselves in many, many different ways.
~ was told that my boobs were asymmetrical. ARE THEY REALLY?!!??! :O
~ umm...forgot my dead cell phone in Kachang's car. Oops.

Now I'm late for something but hey, I just wanted to share how utterly FAIL I am.

Ta ta, lovelies! Back to San Francisco to shop and then party at Asia SF.