Friday, March 03, 2006

In Spirit and In Dreams

I was intoxixated (again) last night.

I was over at Guam Bar with BW.

I got a funny tissue paper tear-off handed to me by a waiter.

It was from this young girl (she did look a bit young) but nothing fancy. I've seen her a long time there at that bar with her effem friends getting drunk on most occasions. It was her number, she said she'd like to hook up with me because "I like you a lot"

Earlier I sang a couple of songs inside the bar, mostly out of drunken stupor. I can hear some people say "I Love You" and some other sh#$%^. Apparently, she was one of those enamored by the spirits of her drink and at the same time prolly by the lull of the song.

I told her I'ma gonna give her a call one of these days as my phone had drained itself off. She acquiesed. She particularly swooned.

Hmm she was swooning and reeking of juvenile drives.

We got home around 4am, after I made measurements of the restrooms that's to be renovated.

Then something weird happened.

It has never happened in a while--I dreamt.

The dream made me a bit bewildered. At first that is. It was about Royal. I think the fuzziness of the dream all contributed to the thoughts that it could be real or not. The events made them like a collective deja-vu's. When I woke up, I thought it was February first week, and that things are still cool.

Apparently, the wake-up call prompted me to propel back to March first week. Status quo. That's cool as well.

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