Friday night started out at Sel’s place for some pre-party drinks. Because I wasn’t driving, I was a happy drunk by the time we left for Rise. Yay!

Ernesto vs Bastian played a great set – hard, tech-trance is what we like! Gary and Simon met us as we got there. And throughout the course of the night, in between jumping around, we drank and lost count of the drinks. Luckily I wasn’t driving but because of that I let loose and got really hammered. I kept asking Sel and Kayo to slap me to jolt me up. Heheh.

Because of the night’s partying and supper till 4am, we were so tired the next day. I slept till 2:00pm and was still feeling lethargic. But another night of festivities await because it was Simon’s birthday. I had a quick lunch, rushed out to buy a big birthday card for everyone to sign, and then went home to nap at about 4:30pm. Yes, I had only been awake for 2 hours and a bit before I felt sleepy again.

Before I knew it, 6:00pm came along and it was time to rush out the door to pick up Tham and Cheewah. We were heading to Outback Jack’s for dinner. I was happily looking forward to the Wagyu steaks. And I have to say: I was disappointed. The Wagyu meat on display did not look that nice so I ordered the Angus porterhouse and it was over-cooked! Grrr. Everyone else’s steaks were not that fantastic too. With the Wagyu burger that some had, the meat pattie was so dry and tasteless that we thought it was such a waste of high grade beef. Sheesh.

So yeah, dinner was very mediocre but friends, conversation and laughter saved the dinner. I’ve always said that it’s not the places that we go but the people we are with that makes it all worthwhile.

After dinner, we headed to Exotica for the birthday boy to gawk at some naked female flesh. It was a good excuse for the guys in the group to go too. The women in our company came along as well and it made for an interesting spectacle as we walked into the place and they were gawked at.

No photos here to tell the story. We had an ok time getting up close and personal to fake and real breasts but got bored pretty quickly. As I told Simon while we are there, “This used to be more fun in the past, wasn’t it?” I think the guys in the group all understood the pointlessness of paying good money to get teased, that we might as well just go to a brothel if we were into that kind of entertainment. But the girls, some of whom were taking pole-dancing classes, enjoyed the main strip-tease dance of the night.

Next stop was Eve at Burswood where the drinking continued.

The time there were spent talking, dancing and drinking. At one point in the night, we all whipped out our phones to update our Facebook statuses, and commented on each other’s statuses. Heheh.

Happy birthday again Simon! We were all so tired after two nights of partying but it was all very worth it.

(photos are from Sel’s camera, thanks Sel!)