it was friday evening – 1930hrs – and i just left the office after cleaning my inbox – replying emails, settling unfinished business, straightening logistics. plans for happy hour at chilli’s changed to drinks at alexis which ended us up with a date at laundry. it was a different crowd – though crazy hearts’ songs were playing, i had to keep the feet still. those three buddies were good company, nevertheless. reached home at 0500 hrs. worn out. dozed off.
wide awake at 0930 hrs. damn this biological clock. visited the dance space @ plaza damas for some classes. crazy hearts had our big, un-halal lunch at teng’s chicken rice @ solaris. we left the restaurant feeling like that menage a trois on youtube. uncle teng’s chicken rice has the ability to contest hailam chicken rice on jalan bukit bintang.
regardless the whale-feeling encompassing us, we scout’d around for desserts – which means coffee for me. Dr. Cafe seemed interesting, so there goes the three shamus. house brew for me, americano for sarah, and a slice of cake for tyiana. freshly brewed coffee can never be bad. tyiana complained about the stale oreo on the cake. it’s general knowledge – do NOT put any kind of cookies on a cake twenty four hours before it is served – even a dumbo like me knows that. talked shit about every little things. every saturday should be this way. and it will.
drove home. and where else would these fishes be after all those calories? no other than the chlorinated water.
getting ready for an art launch at changkat tonight. heading back to mommy and daddy afterwards.
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i miss siti nur abdullah razie.