I am a drunkyyyyyyyyyyy monkeyyyyyyyyyyy. I have had FIVE vodka cokes and a PINT of wine. This is terrible.
I miss JC who has been gone for two whole days. I am pathetic enough to a) check London time on my new phone (more about that later) and b) make my friends call him at "appropriate" London times.
I'm still drunk. Water is my friend.
The last time I was this drunk was when I lost my brand new Nokia 6600 slide. It was SO pretty. I feel sad still talking about it. Now I have a Fly phone. It has a touchscreen. Night pictures aren't great but the whole touchscreen experience is fabulous.
I had two people who recognised me at Toto's today. Wheee! I LOVE being recognised.
Andddddddd Goa tomorrow where drunkenness shall be the norm.
(Ick, I feel a little bit sick now)
Aravind Adiga is one of the "people I may know" on Facebook.
I'm so posh.
All I need now is Jhumpa and Arundhati and I'm set.
And Zadie Smith.
Who I want to have a lesbian relationship with.
Or a three way half hetero half lesbian thingie.
I've been watching Gilmore Girls so much I'm beginning to talk like them,
Coz I have all six seasons.
How jealous are YOU?
STILL DRUNK DAMMIT
The Morning After
Right. So I guess that dream I had about logging into Blogger and posting while I was shit faced wasn't really a dream after all. Heh.
I survey the damage and it's not so bad really. Well, I did have rather a tame evening despite the copious amounts of alcohol. We began at Toto's and then everyone got boring and went home at eleven, so I called a friend and went to chill with her. I carried along my pint bottle and by two am it was all over and JC called to keep me company as I went home.
AND, we realised that my phone might have a shitty night mode, but it has a great webcam attachment thingie, so I could plug it into my computer and we voice and video chatted which made me feel very high tech and cool. I might have even flashed the camera--but we can blame that on the wine.
Tonight, Ira and I are off to Goa on our ownsome. I am thrilled, not only about the beaches and the food and the parties lalalalala, but ALSO because the water pressure at my house has been shit the last two days and I am looking forward to having a REAL shower. Sigh. The things I fantasise about. It's really quite pathetic.
So, my regular year end post where I sum up the happenings of the last year can be done quite briefly this year.
I discovered promiscuity--AND, here's some information I didn't tell you then, this year is the year when my "number" entered double digits. Ladies and gentlemen, preeeeeesenting, the slut! (as a disclaimer, I don't like the word 'slut', I hate its connotations and I'm using it in an ironic kinda way here, not because I actually believe that any woman who likes sex is a whore or a slut or whatever.)
The job (and journalism) was put aside forever. Freelancing became my thing in April, and now I wonder why I'd ever want a full time job again? (Although, I miss the stability and security of a regular paycheck, and sometimes, on slow evenings, I miss the clatter of a newsroom.)
I got new flatmates this year--Lali and Yamini, and so far, even though the time when all three of us are actually in the house at the same time is rare, I think I got lucky.
My run of promiscuity ended when I met JC at a party, and he, we, us is definitely one of my biggest achievements of 2008. Knock on wood, now!
And finally, ta-dah, ta-dah, the book! With all that it brought. With the book tours and the signings and the *gasp* actual fans for me. Graduating from being a writer to being an Author. Letting other people enter my very private universe and judge it, and judge my characters who I created with such love. Learning to live with bad reviews, learning not to get complacent with the good ones.
And now, oddly, despite all that has changed I find myself in the exact same place I was last year. About to go to Goa with a friend. Maybe I'll look at the same fireworks on the same beach, but the anticipation I feel about 2009 is very different from what I had for 2008. More of the same please!
Love you darlings, be good, and if you can't be good---well, you know the rest of that sentence.