uneventful.. mayb..

as i cough the whole day away, only to end up bringing out my pack of ciggies and ordering two jugs of beer during dinner.

i got to posh-hotel-based-lounge with my colleagues to meet with the client for an appreciation dinner, thrown for a job well done for an event organised a month back. needless to say, the client was happy and satisfied with our deliverables.

let's start with dinner, which was definitely full course. i had raw salmon marinated in beetroot for appetiser (which was a mistake), lamb cutlets for main course, and almost had a platter of assorted exotic cheese for desert.. almost doesn't cut it, does it..

skip the cheese, i had coffee instead. although my mouth is still watering for a taste of those cheese *damn, regret not ordering it*

by the time i finished my coffee, i was late.. for another appointment at another posh-hotel-based-lounge on the other side of town. and since my smarter self decided to save cost and hitch a ride with my colleague, i had to take the commuter to the other hotel.

i got an sms from an old friend last nite:
tw : going drinking tonite?
ct : posh-hotel-based-lounge :)
tw : eh... i otw la...
ct : to where?
tw : posh-hotel-based-lounge la.. band is fucking good
ct : cool. i'll see u there :) how come u r goin to the posh-hotel-based-lounge tonite? u normally don't go..
tw : i go la.. friday's and saturday's

ok ok, so maybe not an sms.. more like an sms conversation...

as usual, i hardly have to pay for drinks. not saying that i'm such a freeloader or whatever, but when offered, know when to say 'yes' *grins*

already had two jugs with my colleagues from the earlier posh-hotel-based-lounge (paid for by the clients, of course), the drummer from the band bought me a brandy neat as i arrived at the latter posh-hotel-based-lounge..

the waiter was oh-so-kind as to serve me just warm water the whole nite, seeing as to how i can't even speak louder than the sounds of the dj on the music machine..

after a good session of dancing with the band, got back to my seat, and had the dj join us.. too tired from mingling with more superficial ppl, he decided to sit with us instead. sitting next to me, i decided to give him a light massage..

dj : wah... i'm going to take you home tonite lar.. for more massage
ct : crazy fella, u think i don't need to wake up to go to work ar??
as i continue to massage...

ct : dude, u need to go for a proper massage lar..
dj : that what i said, i'm taking you home tonite..
ct : yeah sure... u can't afford me lar.. :p
dj : ok ok.. i'll go for a proper massage tomorrow

damn i wish the conversation was different (maybe not)..

damn i wish i could have actually said yes and see what happens ;)

uneventful.. mayb...