Oh..my poor head. Now that I'm a lightweight, on the rare occasions that I give into mid-week drinking, I often find myself feeling somewhat listless the day after. So, I didn't drink that much yesterday but I'm still feeling weak. Last night, I had a lovely dinner at this wee pizza place with a bunch of old mates (and their mates) from my days in Oz. The food was pretty nice (there I go, describing food again), the company was enjoyable and I was sober. I then made my way to dodgy Orchard Towers (yes, four floors of whores. I don't think I saw any, unless they were masquerading as SMU/NTU/NUS students...these are the 3 main Universities in Singapore for those amongst you who do not know better) to watch Tat's band (as well as some other bands) perform. I have to give credit to all the wee boys and girls who got up on stage and sang/played their hearts out. It takes courage to do that and I enjoyed it immensely....thank goodness for Tiger Beer. It just makes me want to CLAP MY HANDS!! Anyhoo, after that I made my way to hang with Fiona who plied me with red wine. We had some quality chat and some quality apartment dancing as well. It was fandabbydozey (i might have spelt this wrong) and to make this long story shorter, I ended up following her to The Liquid Room. Anyhoo, the place was packed with drunk,noisy,sweaty people and some very very loud trance spun by a dj who looked like some tramp from Camden Town. Ru, Londoner to be, was there dancing her little heart out which made me very happy. I'm very content that we got to have a wee dance, shaking our shoulders and booties. What made me very pleased was the fact that 2 of the girls (the aforementioned ones) on my list (yes, that list!hahaha) were there at the same time and, what's more, got on fabulously. So, can you say P-O-L-Y-G-A-M-Y ?! All Right......*said Quagmire stylee.... I probably spelt this wrong as well, why is it that I seem to become dyslexic whenever I'm hungover?!*

Choonage: I Feel Space - Lindstrom