A Couch Potato at Alejandro's

I'm the most unadventurous person I know. My idea of a perfect weekend is to wake up late and spend the day rolling in bed, reading a book, or watching pirated DVDs of Grey's Anatomy or House, MD. I have to force myself to go out and have a good time. And when I actually manage to get myself out of the house and go somewhere fun, I end up wanting to go home by the end of half an hour.

I need to get a life outside the pages of my latest novel. (I am currently hooked to the Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time and am currently at page 300 of 3000-something)

So yesterday, the gang (my capoeira friends, the only people I hang out with) went to Alejandro's, this bar near our university hospital, for some fun, booze, and trivia night.

I have never set foot inside Alejandro's, despite the fact that: (a) this bar is a frequent hangout of my classmates (who I'm ashamed to say I don't hang out much with) and (b) during my 1st to 3rd year of med school I lived just 2 blocks away.

Alejandro's is a pretty cool place. It's small and homey and people seem to know each other. It was loud and crammed with people (two things I avoid like the plague). We joined Trivia Night for the first time ever and we were thrilled at not being the team with the least score. The questions were out of this world (or maybe simply just out of my time... e.g In the 1983 single by ... blah blah blah... I mean seriously, I wasn't even an egg cell / sperm cell then).

But I have to admit it was fun, simply because I was with my Barkada. So, I just might go again next Wednesday (or the Wednesday after because Bo has his final exams).

I'm wishing myself luck.

:)