Post-CNYHolidays Post

To remember what happened on the good Friday night outing, let me borrow the good words from my good friend Anoop from our good Block 75 blog.

Anish Shruti Satchit and I went off to watch "The Machinist" post-(8 hours of wondering how long 8 hours can take). Not bad, not bad at all. Interesting with some psycho-thriller feel and a bit of an unraveling at the end. A touch of Fight Club here and there. I never felt so strongly an urge to run out and donate some fat.After a meat-laden dinner at Yoshinoya, we carried on and forward to Clarke Quay yet again (we really ought to be walking there in our sleep by now).

Crazy Elephant was rocking, with John Chee completely in the mood to coax, fondle, rape and even play his six-strings. After Voodoo Child, Freebird, Sweet Home Alabama, Johnny B Goode and a catchy rendition of Sympathy, we, the tired and simultaneously broke, carried forward bravely to relax our bodies and minds such as they are - some satay, tea and shisha. Nice, a lifestyle we could get used to.

Saturday saw me take Part 1 of my Motorola medical (successfully), and go to Swee Lee to satisfy my longing for a Crybaby Wah. I also got myself a Boss Mega Distortion. Close to being broke now. But very happy.

Sunday was Part 2 of the medical (successful or not I'm waiting to find out). Spent some time at Borders after that. Couldn't get myself to buy any of the books I wanted to, after my Swee Lee trip the previous day.

Have a rockin Valentine's.