Bloody Zoukout!

Literally. I survived the night with abrasions down my right arm and cuts on my palms and leg. I just hope that I had enough fun to warrent all of that.

Thanks HB for getting my friends and I free tix into Zoukout. Lack of sleep and pre-party drinks do not mix well. As I keep telling myself, and I keep forgetting.

Hey Ecstacy, Damn good to finally meet you man. I'll collect my stuff from you, and get you a teh tarik in the process. (Note the lack of alcohol in that statement.)

Turns out drummer boy's lil sister is my junior in dance. It's a small world after all. What up Steph!

For the rest of the folks that I have met, and do not remember because there's wayyy too much booze in me, I apologize. Thank you ALL for taking care of me.

Now to find a replacement for that LCD screen that I broke... I am officially anathema to new phones as well.