How to Make Yourself Really Tired

When I think about it good times at bars are just a bunch of short stories and people thrown together. I am going to rate my weekend bar/club experience along these lines of pretty good, good, neutral, bad, or crappy.

So this weekend I went to the all you can drink Babe18—I have a knack for finding bars with strange names—which is NT$500/US$15 for the night. Behind me in line there were two Japanese girls talking in broken English with a Taiwanese girl hosting some event at the club talking equally broken English, quite funny (good). Talking to an American dude who was born in Taiwan and works in China (good). Then I realized his buddy was totally gone. I remembered the pictures of my 21st when people posed with a nearly-passed out me and when I checked the camera the next day I had no idea who they were. I returned the favor to this dude, just image his shock when he was too drunk to remember the white dude at the bar (pretty good).

The group of three people who I went to the bar to meet, the same people I went to karaoke with last weekend. They were smoking like damn chimneys (this isn’t too bad as the whole place was essentially a cig), not really drinking, hiding in the back, showed up late, and wanted to leave early (bad).

Talking to random but super cool people and then having them offer me drinks, oh the joys of being white (pretty good). The two girls dressed in school girl uniforms who kept stopping me and pretending like they knew me and telling me to go to their table—I was mystified by this situation until I realized they were the meat to attract guys to some table hosted by a nightlife party promoter (neutral). Ending up by that table only to see one of the other school girls was someone I met at a bar the week before (pretty good).

Bar getting out at 4AM and me deciding to wait 2 hours to catch the subway instead of taking a taxi back to my apartment—wait that’s what I did that one time at Fever, except that time I decided to walk home (crappy). Some guy outside the club convincing 4 girls to give me a kiss on the check and say, “Welcome to Taiwan.” (pretty good) Getting back at 6:30AM and very drunk to find ND beat Stanford (priceless).