It was inuman night last night. Well, it was an unofficial inuman night. There was never really a plan to share a bottle of Matador.

And last night, I was thinking, gone were the days really when an inuman meant having to deal with 5 people or more because everybody was just enthusiastic to take gulps of alcohol. Gone were the days when we all would be able to just loiter in the office's lobby and later on find a group of colleagues loitering with you and then later on you get a large group who's all willing to be intoxicated by alcohol. I miss those days. But it's good that there's ain't much of that right now.

Last night, only three of us were drinking a 700 ml. bottle of Matador. I don't think I was drunk but the feeling was different now. In fact, when I got home, my stomach did not feel right. I was thinking that maybe my stomach was not that happy with liquor anymore. And I believe my tolerance for alcohol has gone down. So thinking about that, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. I still have not weighed them out. But I don't care.

But yeah. Thanks to Julian, our very gracious host. Despite previous reports of inuman sessions in his abode going really noisy, he still said yes to hosting that small gathering last night. Well, small it really was so I guess it was okay. And yeah, thanks for the wonderful pulutan. Haha. I didn't know you could make something like that out of ordinary hotdogs. And sorry for wrecking your doorknob.

Thanks to Olops, too, for all those hypothetical questions. I dunno why but it seems like when it's an inuman with you and Julian, a lot of those questions are going around. Haha. Yeah, thanks for the ride home and for opening that locked door with the wrecked doorknob with a bread (or butter) knife.

And much thanks to Talie who was really blooming last night. Maybe Max Payne did that to you. Hehe. But thanks for also providing good entertainment (as always) with your 'innocence'. I do hope you find both the karir and the career.

Mabuhay si Radio! :p