Who knew that racing full throttle over waves on a jet ski could cause one such excruciating agony?
This morning I woke and muscles I never knew existed in my body were burning with a depth and intensity that is impossible to explain when one has only had 5 hours of sleep and a throbbing hangover.
Last night, Vanessa and I partied at Chillout, doing our thang, shaking that thang. Having a ball of a time.
Can't really remember how much was consumed.
All I know is that we ended up on a trishaw ride in the heart of Georgetown at 3.30am with MatMotors racing around us in a terrifying manner as we strained into the phone to hear Denver chucking his guts out on some highway in KL.
Was good to know that we weren't that bad...
And after that, we still had the appetite to stop by at Tari's for Nasi Goreng Ikan Masin Special.
Yesterday I guess, was too good a day.
So today, I'm paying for it.
6 comments:
dang. was in chill out too with the kat lookalike .
Chillout? on a Sunday nite??
U guys suck :P
I want ur jobs...prolly wont go clubbing an all, but still...
feh...u guys suck...
:(
okay,dont know what youre on but the post was posted on Sunday, therefore when referring to 'last night' on a Sunday, it would mean we were there Saturday night.
Genius.
Dell is killing you.
Get out , Get out now, while youre only slightly mental!
see jobe thats what you get for sleeping with cobias. :P
Shite, it WAS a Sunday post...heh heh...
I blame it on the Ham Yees
Cobias? COBIAS?? Here, come suck this Cobia sideways bizatch! and why dont you rotate while youre at it...clockwise even!
heh heh...that felt good...
:P
-e-
you need a woman. fast.
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