Last night

Last night I went to a friend’s house and watched a Chinese movie, “The Eye” while sipping on shiraz and merlot. Aside from having difficulty walking (or shall I say, sliding) down the stairs after the film, I had to constantly stop myself in middle of conversations to make sure I was speaking in English and not Chinese…woah. I believe I expressed my concern to my boyfriend several times during the night asking him if I was speaking in English, resulting in him carrying me to the car, driving me home, and commanding me to go to bed. I think I dreamt about sitting in on some poker game telling people to raise their bets and hugging the losers while lots of people around me drank beer… Hmmm…that was some strong shiraz.