Drunken Parties & Dates with Spring

Hey all! Whew, what a weekend. Um. Actually, it wasn't terribly hectic or anything, I just think I'm getting old, arf. Saturday night was the birthday party for my dear friend Nicole, which was really rather fun as there was a free-flow of booze and I really don't remember much of how the night ended. When you consider that I've not had an alcoholic drink for nearly six months because of the diet, then maybe it's forgiveable that I might've overdone it just a little, heheh.

All in all, it was a good night out (though I sense I might have to apologise for silly things I might've said, LOL, nothing new there), and the best part of it was, it was a fundraising kinda party. You see, Nic's an animal lover who's trying to build her own pet sanctuary (she was the rescuer behind that traumatic doggy story I wrote about sometime back), so there was a cover charge for the evening, which went into the drink, food and towards her pet pursuit. Definitely a worthwhile thing, and a good way to raise money!

Yesterday I went to see I Have A Date With Spring, a Chinese-language musical starring a bunch of my good theatrical buddies (including Anrie, hiiii Anrieeee!!, who played one of the leading ladies!). A very good show indeed, and thanks to the subtitles, I had no problems understanding it, heh. Very funny and poignant and tragic and moving, and the music was very well performed and arranged; good job, folks! Go check it out, I recommend it! Though think I might've enjoyed it better if I weren't nursing a hangover at the time, arf arf. Oy vey, what a life.

Anyhoo, I leave you guys now with some rather blurry pics from the party (in line with how plastered I was getting as the night went on), as well as a little song-and-dance number between Nic and our awesomely talented friend Peter. Nothing like a little blogging and publishing of a private party performance to liven up one's day, no?? Heh! Enjoy! Bye for now!

Nic (left) and my dear friend Bella!

My friends Johann and Diane.

Party people and the 'cake', which was really a mound of cream puffs. Clever. Yummy.

Nic and Pete boogie down. Strut their stuff. Groove to the beat.
And moon.