so the weekend party wasn't a singles' get-together after all. it turned out to be a fortieth birthday do of a friend of a friend of a.. you's get the drift.
as i would have expected of parties hosted by expats, there were slags of almost every hue galore. including a couple of thais. i don't want to state the bleedin' obvious what came to mind when i first heard them gibbering in their high-pitch voices. i thought i might assumed wrongly until witnessing them shoveing their way to and from the drinks tent. without even looking up and acknowledging folk they passed by.
the arrogance? or simply blatant *asian* rudeness?
anyways, i must say it was an enjoyable outing as:
1. it was as if the entire turkish community was out in full force -> the birthday bloke's english and his wife, turk.
2. mind, turkish women are mindblowingly gorgeous -> they are now on my list of the cosmoverse's goddesses of beauty; apart from north indian, eastern european and french-canuck.
3. an ungenuine belly dancing act put up by a trio of wee island birds -> who got their moves all wrong. or as told by an 18-year-old lad.
4. a wee island male "stripper" had a near shoe malfunction -> and almost all birds present shrieked like loony banshee's on speed. good grief, i've had seen fitter, erm, blokes.
5. the turkish brand of islam is a refreshing change.
6. i finally got to witness my mate's girlfriend's true colours, who i all along suspect has the morals of a, erm, tomcat. or tabbycat, in this case.
7. ** ooh i can't resist to blah about this, she was leading said 18-year-old lad on who couldn't quite speak much english -> i'm not surprised if they did end up shagging the brains off each other. nay, there ain't any much brains left to begin with.
8. wee islanders have no common sense whatsoever -> witnessed one who lit up his ciggy inside the apartment without asking the host's permission. whatsoever.
9. i may after all have my first customers for my business -> erm, yay!
yeah, that sums up the event neatly.
* i know, quite an unoriginal heading that. nicked off madonna's hit of the same name.
** received her text message yesterday which contained the following lines: "...i had way too much fun at the club..." - we went to some dodgy trance music nightclub later in the evening - that's why i decided to blah about this wee episode. she had the effin' gall to even text me.
as enscribed by the letter b @ August 3, 2004 06:39 AM