Drunk, high, and discussing Buddhist philosophies with 2 American rappers...

...is how Becc's and Tadd's engagement party ended for me. It was a fun night. I wore a suit (pinstripe, gangsta number) because I wanted to look a bit more special for their special moment, and I thought everyone else was going to be dressed up. Not so. But atleast I looked completely boss.

I nearly didn't make it though. I had some kind of sickness that was jamming my motor functions. I couldn't concentrate for most of the night. My eyes wanted to vomit things that were not tears. Things were leaking in the back of my mind. I had to maintain, but all I wanted to do was shout and clap my hands.

Now I have to go hire action movies for my parents

You don't mind Thao, but you don't like the idea of the Thao

No really does mean no

What the shit? Blogger works now. They must have trained new monkeys to run the treadmills. Go monkey go! Here's a banana.

NO MONKEY NO! PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER MAN !