Mood: Bleargh.
Currently listening to: Destiny - Zero 7

Well damn, its been a fair while... 10 days or so, which ain't as long as some previous periods of quietude on this blog if i remember correctly. In other words - quit yer whinging. ;)

So, whats my excuse this time?

Manic depression (redux)? Saving the world from an alien invasion plot? Falling prey to some type of serious accident? Syphilis?

Naw.

I just got really lazy... ;)

And, hey, its not like y'all missed much. Things have been pretty normal the past 10 days. Well, aside from my birthday celebration that is... and getting stood up by my own group when it came to our major presentation (*sigh*).

But first... the birthday.

We had it at Sneexe's friend's place near (sorta) One Utama and which was attended by almost all the people i know and hold dear (awww) here, plus quite a few who i didn't, in KL including the usual blogging suspects - namely Albert, Leonard, Gib, Chen Hoe, JJ, and Sneexe. Aside from the light drizzle that initially somehow caused everyone to retreat AWAY from the POOL PARTY (???) the night went well (kudos, once again, to Sneexe for running and organising the whole thing)... Well, relatively, but i'll get to THAT in a bit.

*ahem* As an aside, what kind of an excuse is it to NOT KNOW that one is required to go swimming (and as such, bring the relevant articles of clothing) at a POOL PARTY??? I mean, really...

So anyhow, yes, there was the usual birthday dunking of fully clothed IOHs (Idiots Of Honour - namely yours truly and Alvin) in the pool, the inevitable drinking IN the pool, the resultant closing of the pool by security, the presentation of the cake, and the passing of gifts. I got a boxed set of the latest version of RISK - w00t! Thanks guys, you all really know how to appeal to my budding megalomaniacal tendencies - as a reward, once i start taking over the world i'll let you all have Asia as your plaything 'k? ;p

And, as is mandatory at such affairs, much drinking at the poolside - especially by yours truly - followed, with not totally unexpected results i'll wager... On the other hand, in typical style, i single-handedly managed to make the night even more memorable than it was... *deep (and slightly embarrased) sigh*

Personally i blame that guy's gf for 'forcing' me to drink unholy quantities of my own whisky at a rather ungodly speed... ESPECIALLY that last glass. :p

So, yeah... where do i begin? Especially since my own recollections of the night were hazy at best to say the least. All I remember was driving Albert to Leonard's place and... er... it kinda gets patchy from there. Oh, and with myself acting with the highest regard for gentlemanly and civil values during said 'patchy' period.

Well, vaguely at any rate.

What everyone else told me (the following morn) was somewhat different. Apparently i managed to freak everyone out by, i think, making strange twitching motions with my eye, acting robotic, staring at anyone who spoke in a 'belligerent' manner, and verbally forcing Albert to force feed himself with my food at the mamak whilst at the same time giving everyone the impression that i might just explode into violence at any moment... or something like that.

Er... Sorry Al. :)

Of course, by that point they apparently didn't trust me with driving myself back (good call) and i do recall managing to go up the lift to my own apartment before things started getting hazy again. When i did regain full consciousness i was being woken up by my guards on the bench of my apartment lobby (which is OUTSIDE, wtf?) at 7am with what felt like a sore jaw, a painful wrist, and the feeling that something had crawled into my throat and died. Oh, not to mention the fact that my right eye had blood in it and that all the capillaries around my eyes and face had burst - a definite indicator that i must have retched violently (as i can only do) at some point during the night, although i could see no signs of it at the time. My first reaction was to sleep in my car... until i almost had a heart attack when i realised that it wasn't there (Leonard had taken it back to his place) and that i didn't have my house keys on me (the guards told me that they saw me throwing them around like a deranged monkey on the CCTV... a device which thankfully allowed me to find them again).

Thats about when i stumbled into my house, fell asleep, and went for karaoke at noon.

Yay me.

Erm... like i said details are kinda hazy and no one else has written about it in their blogs thanks to some weird blood pact or denial so if you want to add your perspective to the night's details, please feel free to comment... :)

So... who wants to go drinking again this weekend? ;p

Aaaaaand i'll leave it at that.