Checked out the Groove Armada event last night at KL Tower with Tiff and the usual Catcha crew. It was mad fun, the music was good and after they ended their set with Superstylin’ the local crew H.U.M.P. took over. Wasn’t too bad either despite the light drizzle. You can always count on Gabriel to make things interesting..

Feeling a little blah. Internet at home is behaving like dialup. Stayed back at work till 1am on Friday night. Will have to go in tomorrow to tie up some loose ends. I hate giving up my Sundays. Then mad week to follow. I wonder if I will get proper rest or not. Not really looking forward to it anymore. The thought of it makes me feel even more blah.

At home waiting for Tiff to come over before heading downtown for the Groove Armada Heineken event. Just as well, I haven’t been able to raid this week at all and it’s frustrating to stay home and try to get online. Bloody Streamyx, PMSing the same time as I am. In the meantime my trainer at the gym has been calling me to make an appointment. I have cancelled twice already last week. Not feeling like exerting myself when its that time of the month.

Reading a book on the Cultural Revolution in China. It is quite depressing but I can’t put it down. The focus is on Shanghai. Maybe I am reading it because mom is there now. I should stop indulging in depressing activities. When I am upset, I feel like doing stupid things like heading to Fendi to blow some money on a bag. Or drink hot chocolate all day at Hot Chocolat in Damansara Heights. Or lying in bed all day and filling the room with L’Occitane lavender incense. Just to take my mind off things. By the way that incense is heavenly. Also their 30th-year limited edition Well-Being Oil. Always lifts my mood. I should buy another bottle before they sell out.

I need to channel this energy into something more constructive.. but what?

“Maybe the best any of us can do is not quit, play the hand we’ve been given, and accessorize with the outfit we’ve got.”

That quote made me laugh, then stop and ponder at the irony.

As most of my friends would know, I have quit drinking for about six months now. As in, the crazy shot-after-shot kind of drinking. These days all it ever comes down to would be a casual bottle or two of beer, or a glass or two of wine. Except this weekend. I just came back from spending seven hours at the Vine Shop at Plaza Damas, enjoying bottle after bottle of wine playing Scrabble and Risk. And I am actually a little intoxicated (read: drunk) from all that wine. I am actually happy and in a good mood right now, for the first time in ages. There has been a lot on my mind lately and it is nice to let loose. I think it’s more the company than the wine, for sure not the fact that I got smashed at Risk.. although there is nothing a bottle of Saint Clair Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc 2005 wouldn’t cure. After my third bottle in two days, I am putting it on my list of favourite (and affordable) whites.

The event turned out great. Most of the guests came in red according to the theme. With LV on Thursday, our ball last night, Tatler’s ball tonite and Blondie at the Hilton on Sunday.. there will be a major party fatigue amongst the KL jetset. Who cares :) I’m just glad ours is over. I had a good time although half of it was spent running around. I regret wearing my 5″ Guccis, as I ended up standing for two hours ushering women for their pictures for the best dressed awards. But I couldn’t find any other shoe tall enough to accomodate the length of my dress. Overall it was worth missing a raid for ;P