There I was party hopping, frantically looking out for a cab alone at 10pm, with soft legs and cheesy smirks, from a nice wines, steamboat and gambling, to more wines and Guitar Heroes World Tour edition. I must have looked like a pervert to the mother and daughter who walked pass, while I tried (hard enough) to stay focus and sober.
Its a good CNY saturday. Not getting piss-drunk was a bonus :)
