Tonight was dinner night. Movie night. Booze night. Overnight.Okay, 2 outta four ain't bad for these things.
My guest list shrank as the day went by, leaving me worried about having too much food and not enough people showing up. (Ooh, déjà vu...) I prepared tacos and corkscrew pasta served w/ chicken in marinara sauce (oh, and ice cream). Cathy (Yao) and her sister Mona (Lisa, seriously) brought lumpia shanghai. Dee brought cakes and KV brought a minibar.
We helped ourselves to dinner while six cans of San Mig Light and Schwepps tonic water rested in the freezer (but sadly remained unopened in the course of the evening). When I mentioned that KV emcees and the Yao sisters baked for bucks, the guests got to talking about business prospects. Dee, with all the manic energy of a female Tim Yap heaped praise on home-based food businesses, specifically cakes. The louder pair of guests (guess :p) also wanted to hook up for conversational Chinese language lessons.
After the ladies toasted on cranberry vodka (KV had scotch) we headed for the living room for tonight's main feature, REC (voted by majority over Superhero Movie). I've now become so desensitized that the scary scenes came off as "Cool!" rather than "Gaah!"-- almost like when I ride roller coasters. On the other hand from the paralyzed look on the sisters' faces I'd say it worked on them. We ended up watching Superhero Movie to dilute the memory of Spanish zombies. Now for this my belief that dick and fart jokes cheapen a decent parody, so thank god there weren't that many. It also helps to watch it w/ a group, as you somehow ride w/ their energy on the laughs. It's hard to describe, but there's some jokes you just find funnier when a specific person (or group) likes it, too.
Three AM already? Go to bed. Head's killing you. Parting shot, so to speak:
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