Social moth

Post-work drinks with DL on Friday turned into a funk-band-fuelled sesh with LA that ended after midnight. I didn't consume a stupid amount (six-seven beers over as many hours, plus a single shot of schnapps), or spend too much ($50 including a taxi home), but I made the rookie mistake of accepting a Winnie Gold or two and have had a disgruntled stomach and icky mouth ever since. No hugging the toilet bowl or any of that unpleasantness, though, and I should be back to 100% perkiness by tomorrow.

My only regret of the night was agreeing to review an upcoming gig (for LA's mate) by a band I've never heard, at a trendy club I don't particularly like, for a magazine I'm not familiar with. The group in question may well be excellent, but it would've meant a lot of research I don't have time for and I'd probably have had to fork out for some new clothes. I need that money for manga and Magic cards, dammit! :-) Fortunately, I realised this morning I'll have family staying that night, so I was able to e-mail off a no-can-do.

Not a lot else to report from this week. The highlight was an alcohol-free dinner on Wednesday (at local Indonesian restaurant Jimbaran) with my pal since Fifth Grade JH and his new girlfriend S. (didn't think to ask her surname for blogging purposes). I was apprehensive beforehand as some of his previous partners have been a tad...unhinged. Happy to say that's not the case with S. She's the best thing ever to happen to JH and I think he knows it. Don't do anything to mess it up, big fella!