Celebrating My Entry to the Late 20’s

My birthday’s over but the gathering’s happening this Saturday, 19 July 2008. We’re gonna have dinner at Ricciotti (Italian, which is a safe choice for all the picky eaters out there. I’ve never heard of anyone not liking Italian food. Well OK except my Dad, who, like many other Indonesians, his age especially, can only eat Indonesian and Indonesian-Chinese food. But not my friends. Nobody’s ever complained of Italian.) It’s gonna be followed by some board-games (I know I know. Geeky. Yeah.) and whatever thing you wanna do after since we’ll be around Boat Quay and Clarke Quay and there are watering holes abound.

I know it’s unrealistic to post an invitation here because nobody reads my blog anyway, but (hi, nobody!) do dress up in stripes and drop by if you wanna.

Update: we’re gonna head down to the Night Fest at 11.30pm

The Birthday and The Best Nap Ever

Last Friday we had dinner at Arab Street’s Cafe La Caire (Al Majlis) to celebrate the bf’s and his friend Jackie’s birthday. She came with another friend, Zach. I really didn’t know what to get the bf for his birthday but in the end I settled for 2 books, on Francois Truffaut and Man Ray and crossed my fingers that he’ll like it. I got  Jackie a red 3-eyed plush monster.

Haven’t eaten there for quite some time and the food is still as good, although service is almost as bad as usual. Surprisingly our dishes came in less than 15 minutes, while we usually have to wait for almost half an hour (I guess due to the small kitchen). But it didn’t last long, we ordered dessert, and waited and waited and waited until we all forgot we’ve ordered dessert, and still there was no dessert coming our way.

So we paid up and had dessert – Sisha from the egyptian restaurant at the corner while laying around on a carpet on the walkway outside the shops. I felt like an elite hobo. I was hoping that we could stay out until midnight and count down to his/their birthday, but it seemed better to just end the night after the waiter added charcoal to our water pipe for the second time. I went home and wasted time playing online games.

I was so very sleepy the next day that I fell asleep during the first session at the museum training. The heavy Vietnamese lunch at Va Va Voom which included huge slabs of meat and rice didn’t help either. But I was pretty glad to find out that I wasn’t the only one who fell asleep. I looked around and I noticed half a dozen other heads nodding drowsily.

I had the Best Nap Ever yesterday. Was at Sentosa to enjoy some sea breeze, and I fell asleep pretty quickly at the beach under a big tree. I tell you sleeping outdoors like this is GOOD. Unless, of course, you are genuinely homeless. When I woke up I rolled around and saw a hairy beer belly, but the upper part of the body was covered by another person. So I thought, “Uncle with beer belly..” But then the hairy-bellied person got up and.. and… the owner of the belly was FEMALE! And not any aunties, she’s at most 25 years old! Shivers.