Is it possible? Can one be happy when one's got a mega hangover? Yes, apparently. My head feels like somebody removed my brain from my head and left it to soak in a heady (pun intended) mix of smoke (2nd Hand, Darling!!), loud beats and booze for hours before returning it barely intact this morning to said head. Ahhh...but that did happen, didn't it? I woke up less than 6 hours after I'd collapsed into bed, unable to return to the land of nod; such was the intensity of the hangover. I must have been sleeping on my front because my chest hurt somewhat. I woke up, wondering why I'd gone out and spent all that money on earning myself a quality headache! Still, the morning's been alright. I've had breakfast (the chopped up banana in my cereal as well as the green tea and cloudy apple juice I've consumed helping immensely) and a little dance around my room to really loud music (does this boy ever stop dancing??) and find myself with a silly grin plastered all over my face. Yes, I might have a hangover but I'm in incredibly good spirits (must be some left over from last night!ha!) and just happy to be alive. I have got to watch the money-spending though. The Great Singapore Sale has arrived and my wallet is fearing the impending abuse that is about to be inflicted upon its plastic tenants. Peas Oot.

Choonage: Little L - Jamiroquai

It's going to be another one of those summarise-the-past-week-in-a-line-or-two-or-three-posts so here goes:

Workworkwork/scrambling/frustration/Dr Evil/dealingwithinefficiency/drivingformilesonFridaynightinthenameofWork/NouvelleVague/Zouk/Beer/Whisky/Bellini/Vodka Redbull/Martell/Hanging with Mates from Way back When/Hangoverfaehell/Church/Basketball/EarlyStartMonday/STB IndustryConference/TFWA Welcoming Cocktail/First Singapore Sling in the Raffles Hotel ever/fitful sleep/crazy dreams/cool girl makes a cameo in the last dream before I wake up/Headacheheadacheheadache (thank f**k for paracetamol)/eyebags as big as the Bahamas.

Peas Oot.

Choonage: The Mirror Conspiracy - Thievery Corporation

I'd like to complain about many many things but for reasons I shall not go into just now, a bunch of us were reminded today that the workplace has a "blog policy", thus leaving me with nothing to complain about should I abide by it (my spider sense tells me that he was trying to say that we should never whinge about the workplace thru this medium....not that he knows that I have a blog to start with). I'd like to scrutinise this "blog policy" if only I could drag myself away from work for a few minutes!Anyway, my eyes hurt from looking at the office computer for close to 26 hours in the past 2 days. I think some shut eye is in store.
I shall blog again when I am in better spirits and my eyes have had some rest.
Peas Oot.

Choonage: Don't Bring Me Down - Opl Bastards