damn, where did last night go?
went home at 7 this morning. spent a much-deserved and long-awaited night out with a girlfriend. first we went to kidd creole where we watched her orgmates' gig. to my surprise, my dad and tito showed up. hmm, i guess i'm lucky they didn't catch me with a date or something. i swear, it's so weird when u bump into your dad in the middle of a gimik. all good, though. most of the time now, i actually think it's cool.
met up with a couple of guys i met recently in a music video shoot (don't ask) then headed to temple. surprise, surprise.. the absinthe/verve people were there. the artists. people who are hard house and drum-and-bass fanatics were there on hiphop night. nakaka-windang.
the guys we were with wanted to drink way out there in greenhills, we wanted to stay. so we ditched them and sometime in the course of the evening, we found ourselves in malate, at the apartment of this artist i met last month.
his pad has damn near the most amazing set-up i've ever seen. and for a 30-something bachelor, he's very neat. my room is smoky mountain compared to his. this guy's interesting, after all. as my friend said, "mukha lang siyang basura, pero maayos pala siyang tao." enough said.
but seriously, i fell in love.
with the apartment.
half a V later, i was sleeping on the cushions in his living room. woke up at 6 already, bought a helluva huge breakfast in mcdo then me and my friend went home. laughing like crazy all the way inside. my parents (who of course, were awake already) probably thought we were on E. uh... no.
weirdly enough, i'm not hung-over. considering i slept at 8 and woke up at noon. but something tells me that i'll be a total wreck at work tonight. and thus will be sleeping again during lunch.
*sigh* i sense a pattern here.. this is more familiar territory for me. i'm kind of my old self again. honestly, i wonder if that's a cause for concern or celebration.
met up with a couple of guys i met recently in a music video shoot (don't ask) then headed to temple. surprise, surprise.. the absinthe/verve people were there. the artists. people who are hard house and drum-and-bass fanatics were there on hiphop night. nakaka-windang.
the guys we were with wanted to drink way out there in greenhills, we wanted to stay. so we ditched them and sometime in the course of the evening, we found ourselves in malate, at the apartment of this artist i met last month.
his pad has damn near the most amazing set-up i've ever seen. and for a 30-something bachelor, he's very neat. my room is smoky mountain compared to his. this guy's interesting, after all. as my friend said, "mukha lang siyang basura, pero maayos pala siyang tao." enough said.
but seriously, i fell in love.
with the apartment.
half a V later, i was sleeping on the cushions in his living room. woke up at 6 already, bought a helluva huge breakfast in mcdo then me and my friend went home. laughing like crazy all the way inside. my parents (who of course, were awake already) probably thought we were on E. uh... no.
weirdly enough, i'm not hung-over. considering i slept at 8 and woke up at noon. but something tells me that i'll be a total wreck at work tonight. and thus will be sleeping again during lunch.
*sigh* i sense a pattern here.. this is more familiar territory for me. i'm kind of my old self again. honestly, i wonder if that's a cause for concern or celebration.