So it has kind of become a new weekend standard- alcohol fueled friday and saturday nights, starting at some club or house party, culminating at nana, the river valley fish soup and jipaboom hot pl8 tofu for supper/breakfast (sukfast?), reaching home at 9am shellshocked by sunlight... can't say I don't enjoy it. Thankew my friends, for being around :3 It rly has helped me to obsess less over the E sitsch. If only my body and bank account could also play along. As Monday starts to creep in... ONLY 5 DAYS TO NEXT WKEND HELLZ TO THE YEAH.