love nights like this

so sunday was super duper productive mang.
sort of.

woke up BEFORE 7AM WITHOUT MY ALARM. craaaaaaaaaziness.
started marking after breakfast.
marked til pops called and said he needed a lift.

no probs.

threw on some non-pj clothes, grabbed his father's day fancy bread present, jumped in the car and headed for the port.
....only to see cops and cars every-damn-where.

bomb scare

only in trinidad. steeeeeeeeeeeeeeups. so i parked up and waited in south quay. just as a crazy vagrant started a one man show in my rearview mirror, pops appeared. phew!

headed to the house to drop him off and visit... scored some lunch. =D
tore myself away from the jokes and the attention of all the aunties (and the same questions over and over every time someone new entered the room), and headed back to mark.

talked to the kelvin and loaded the car for donita's.
napped then marked some more.

finished loading zee car and then headed back to donita's for pack-a-palooza.
left her place 930 and headed home to bathe, get pretty and find some MEN!
lol j/k
just meeting a friend and his brother at an irish pub. IRISH PUB. but sunday night it's karaoke. ram-packed with a whole set of black and brown but mostly black folks. i could count the white boys on one hand. its times like these that remind me that i'm in the caribbean and not canada.

aaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, squeeze into the teeny tiny space by the bar that my friend and his brother have claimed and look over their shoulders to see.... my cousin and his friends =D
good times.
{well good times after they finished interrogating me about all my business - starting with why i was out on a sunday night.}

gotta love the fact that trinidad is [ this big ].

i got lots of jokes for the night. it was a perfect end to the weekend. i'm so glad i didn't decide to be lazy and stay in.
that was a good lime =)