Trollied

The only word to descirbe the weekend? no not the only, but a pretty damn good one nonetheless. Started on a Tuesday with one of those never ending fearwell parties we all hate, but must attened if not just to see those we love one last time. dinner at friends...there was a thunder storm that had lightening the struck the building next to us while we were all standing out in it watching!!! reason enough to stay to the little hours working on enlarging our bellys and destroying our brains with cheap red. DJ Arno at a little french Bar who's name I always forget because it sounds like a Japanese man I know (Mr. Takahashi) AND Dj Yoshi BOTH ON THE SAME NIGHT. we were up till well after sunrise, straight back into it as Dj Yoshi (you can tell he's a friend of ours) pushed Pontoon to its limits, so much so that people wondered if we would infact come loose from the morings. SundayBBQ at Chakra Garden and Omry's typical style of too much tooooooo much.
Its Monday. My eyes really want to roll back...in fact I'd probably see alot better if I just let them and faced the PC backwards.
knees and ankles swollen and sore and all those signs that tell you you danced more than sat for at lest 48 hours.
Theres much to be said for the social life in Phnom Penh...it can't last. So we're making the very most of it while we can.
2 more weeks at Yellow Pages. Then I'm officialy unemployed, sleeping in, and running the Lazy Geko till something better comes along.
come vist, tis a good time for it
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