I've been feeling somewhat fragile all day, yet satisfied I suppose. Been hanging out with the family whilst trying not to feel too hungover. I think I did a pretty good job. Not that I drunk that much last night...last night was pretty sweet. Props to Saf for sorting us out. I had a wicked time at DXO with Neelesh, The Tick and Eileen (Happy Birthday once again, Eileen!!). Dj Marky was in top form, rinsing out his brazilian-flavoured DnB and making me remember why I love to dance to Drum and Bass when I'm in the mood for it. I danced like a maniac and in what must be one of my most memorable moments on the dance floor ever, unintentionally got Stamina MC (he of L.K. fame) to follow me in dancing like a monkey! Amazing. I've been feeling knackered all day, my legs are hurting like a mutha but that's the price to pay for dancing at that breakneck pace. How do I do it, week after week? Shouldn't I be needing my zimmer frame at this age?! Ahhh......it doth feel good to ache like this.
On a different note, I have finally managed to get Neelesh to like my poetry (Ode to Mushrooms). And all it took was some fevered imagination on my part. Hahahahaha. If only I'd known. Watch this space for Ode to Paracetamol.