Pooped

Last night I had dinner with my college friends to celebrate our friend Alex's birthday. We had a nice dinner at Superbowl at the Megastrip, enjoying a feast of braised beef with crispy noodles, beef with oyster sauce, stir-fried vegetables, sweet and sour pork (the Guailo fave!), yang chow fried rice, Superbowl special (which was fried rice with spices, peanuts and duck) and bottomless iced tea. The only dubious thing on the table were the Birthday Noodles, which was basically pancit canton with garnishings of quail eggs and veggies. Anyway, after the dinner the others went off to watch Charlie's Angels Full Throttle while I shuffled back to Comic Quest. Happy birthday, Alex!

Well, we met up and eventually converged in KSP near the Meralco Building. The place was nearly empty and playing old tunes, which made the fact that most of us were dead tired in our seats. Dean had a whole week of wheeling and dealing and going to the Department of Trade and Industry to register his promos. Carl was hard at work with work, pleasure and pleasure-work. I was tired from a long week of stress at the office and some wonderful and potentially spectacular developments that may pay off in the near future. Yep, we were pooped but this was an exceptionally eventful and interesting week.

Glad it's over. Heh-heh...