"Thanks for the Scotch, sucker!"

When I said "Let's do something fun this Sunday," getting wasted in FlpL's apartment while he was out playing golf wasn't exactly what I had in mind. We shared a bottle of Rioja and half a bottle of Macallan. Regained consciousness at 9 p.m. on the rug wondering where I was. I also felt the need for a good taco once the room stopped spinning.

Just like old times. Said Huli: "That was fun. But let's not do that ever again."



Huli & FlpL's engagement cookies remind me of those "French Cookies" (oddly enough, a Taiwanese brand) that my mom used to buy when I was wee.