Weekend Woes

So, went to therapy with fag hags lot and nicole, with token dyke anna. While the three of them stayed at one table and had multiple kamikaze shots, I went around the bar scrounging for men.

Of course, knowing the wonderful luck that I have in bars and places such, the only luck I had was 4 men aged 50+ hitting on me - which is not good luck by any standards. So, disheartened and (still) convinced that I am going to die alone, I left for home.

Fortunately, Sunday was more fun - and relaxed. Went to Edison, the Indian capital of america my friend Rina, her hubby Shri, and my brother to be treated to a multiple course Indian brunch. Starting off with Indian Chinese appetizers (drums of heaven..mmm..), we went on to eat the snacky stuff - which included dahi puri, bombay sandwich (with beet..mm), khasta chaat and other Indian delicacies. We finally finished off with Kulfi Falooda and paan. I did initially try the tutty fruity ice cream (ironic, it was my fave ice cream as a kid - and it was pink!), but it sucked, so I finally went for the kulfi.

I was so full, I could barely carry myself to the train. There ain't no grub like Indian!!