I am curled up in bed with the macbook, half worrying about radiation and cervical cancer. On the other hand I wouldn't really like to believe this so called fact because nocebo effects are self fulfilling.

The weekend was brilliant. On Saturday Marcus, Jiahao and I spent a good one hour at Decoders Cafe, picking rental games fit for a party group. We carried home Quelf and Cahoots, then lugged the keyboard, stand and guitar over to Marcus's place. Everyone sat in an imperfect circle and played games, with late guests filtering in ever so often. By 2 in the morning, the crowd had dispersed; Marcus, Nicholas, Darren and I decided to hang around till the morning train. Between the 3 of us we shared 14 cans of jumbo sized beers while Darren had replacement fishballs. i was impressed by Nicholas's guitar and piano, even though I could have sworn he was asleep. He has awkward fingers that turn into magic, flying across strings and notes. At the peak of the night everyone turned ridiculously giggly and curled into random fits of laughter, bodies spread across the marble floor and melon yellow sofa. At 7 am, the mother woke up and looked at us, and everyone was immediately cured, sane but red. I had my 2 minute walk home with Marcus always halfstep quicker, guitar knocking everywhere.

At home, I never stopped sleeping.

But I did. At 5pm I got up and washed, outlined my eyes with a dark pencil and rubbed my lips nude, and met Jason for Yoshinoya, bubble tea, and a Donnie Yen film. It was actually pretty funny; Donnie Yen in a superhero suit, butt-naked, making Bruce Lee yells, seriously? The action choreography was a let down though; the effects were an overkill. But then again, it was funny, it had lovely Shu Qi, and Donnie stripped. Wouldn't ask for more ;). When we were done with the film, we headed for the favourite Cinnamon Melts and shared a Caramel Machiatto.. I have a thing for caramel recently. A sweet 70 year old lady spent half an hour telling us stories, and I lowered my head listening for inconsistencies while Jason earnestly conversed, encouraging. When she left, we wondered what I shall be like when I turn old. Heh. The night ended with me giggling at a old video, and I was thankful we made the transition to old-loverfriends. If that sounds confusing it is not, not to me at least because I coined it, but in any case it is just really comforting to be able to enjoy friendship when the feelings have dissipated.

Sleepy therefore shall sleep, night world. <3