Saturday, July 29, 2006

ay carumba, today...where do i start? well, to begin with, it started at one technically speaking and has ground to a begrudging halt at one too. the first high of the day began at far east, somewhere sam and i never thought in a million years we would become converts of, so thanks to certain shops that covertly stock certain labels well hidden behind some unappealing merchandise. now we know. let's skip past mentioning dinner and such so we can get to the second high without further ado. sam and ming came with us to zouk for the juice dj competition and i'm so terribly glad they did. so thanks mingky, tingky; thanks hanky for suggesting they come. we arrived terrifyingly early, something like 9pm but nevermind, martell did a good job of providing us with a free flow of drinks and props to zouk for the constant circulation of employees bearing trays of liquid joy. however, as the event wore on, it seemed martell failed in rousing the crowd much, typically. but never mind them standing-still, arms-folded wet blankies, for we 3 had our own fun and that's what counts. we were really indignant that christian didn't win. he won us over the minute his set began and we remained ardent fans throughout, our frenetic dancing giving us away. it's been too long since i felt like i thoroughly, with no inhibitions, enjoyed clubbing with those two drunk monkeys. so thanks again guys! the hours melted away too fast today. i hope it isn't very greedy of me to ask for many more nights like this one?

the textual siege.

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