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"People just want to believe in drunken elephants," Morris said.

spot and i walked to the balcony last night. i discovered that since i moved to tel aviv, i've always taken the long way around. that sucks!

on the way i tried the mentos / diet coke thing. i used a can, so the effect wasn't very impressive, but i did manage to satisfy my curiosity. today i saw some video, that was awesome! the ads were better than what the link gives, though.

anyway, the music was alright - sometimes okay, sometimes awesome, and we sat and chatted and flirted with the bartender. after a whiskey - and please bear in mind my sleep deprivation, we went for sambuca. spot did his flaming mouth thing, i tried to light smokes from it. she'd given us so much sambuca, that the cigarettes were SOAKED. oh well. i downed mine - also paying attention to it being more than a double shot, and the night went on.

faster. i lost full visual, and my brain was in the oven. i don't know how long i sat there, trying to regain control, before i moved to try and get home. the short walk i took didn't help at all, and it was all i could do to keep my eyes slightly open during the extremely bumpy taxi-ride back. i survived it, in my opinion, honourably, and put myself straight to bed.

i woke up around 2pm, went shopping, and came to work. i replaced yogi in support (thank today not being a just-my-luck day), and spent until now online, catching up on the news. at least there's plenty of it.

hah - *just* got a call. while about to shut down everything. swak.

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