Been to a party~

I went to do some freelance bartending for a birthday party last Saturday. Felt pretty much routine cos' it's the third time i've been to the customer's place bartending. The crowd was the same, the food and music pretty predictable. It felt refreshing to be back behind the bar, being busy making drinks and striking up some small talks with familiar faces every once in a while.

After the initial rush to serve the arriving guests and the early cake cutting out of the way, i finally managed to unwind and managed to slip a few sips here and there... (okay, who am i kidding?!) i even managed to concoct my own cocktail, thus far untitled, which is pretty similar to Cosmopolitan, slightly more palatable and less cough syrupy tasting.

Once everything was more or less settled, i had a chat with the birthday boy. At 40, Henk still looks like a cherubic baby with rosy cheeks and a 'heeearthy' laughter. We talked about his 12 years relationship with his partner and how, throughout all those years they have been staying together. He mentioned that since both of them have their own separate lives and work, coming home to one another at the end of each day is what keeps them together and makes them committed to each other. It's like that sweet little desert after a heavy dinner that caps off the entire meal, something to look forward to at the end of each day.

I wish a happy ending for myself and everyone ~ and to many more 12 years ahead to Henk.

Gone Shopping

Love comes in all chance and circumstances... so why should i be surprised when it came knocking at my door one day when i least expected it to be? Sure, i mean... i have definitely taken a proactive approach but i never once expected much to come out from my senseless bantering with strangers on the web. They were more desperation then anything constructive, a sign of my own destructive nature so bent on desecrating every shot of happiness blessed towards me.

So he came along and suddenly i'm caught in a whirlwind romance. Have you ever watched the movie Casablanca? The romance was just like in the movie, "and here's looking at you kid."

As with life, i supposed... nothing ever comes ~pure~ or for better term, nothing ever comes without baggage. I have mine as well, but i have never thought i'll end up with the same baggage carried over from my last... relationship endeavor. It's like buying two identical bags, the only difference perhaps' the tags attached to them. If anyone's looking for me, tell em' that i've gone shopping and won't be back for a while.