Gimme Some Sugar

I hope my smile can distract you

I hope my fists can fight for two

So it never has to show

And you'll never know

I hope my love can blind you

I hope my arms can bind you

So you won't have to see

What we've grown to be

One may think we're alright

But we need pills to sleep at night

We need lies to get it through the day

We're not okay

One may think I'm doing fine

But if I have to lay it on the line

I'm losing ground with every passing day

I'm not okay

But that's one thing I would never, ever, say to you

The Perishers - Pills

I drove up to Laundry at The Curve on Tuesday night for Satira's 26th birthday. Pretty good turnout. More than 20 of her old flames came, which would be scary if they knew that they all went for her. It was fortunate that they didn't as we had quite an enjoyable time. The girl surely knew how to pick men. The gifts she received were... um, major. Well, pictures!

All hail Queen Tyra!

The Broadcast Jornalists of Venus y'all.

(from left) Kevin, Grace, Jasmine and Satira.

JP from The Breakfast Show and Channel [V].
He couldn't believe that all the boys were Tyra's exes either.

The girls doing a SATC walk.

Butt (the guy in pink) kept asking if I was a host.
For his own reasons, he swore he's seen me somewhere.

At the end of the evening, we were so totally wasted.

Oh, and guess what, Aishah, Jasmine and I were lying on the couch being whorey for the cameras and there was this bunch of guys at the opposite table staring at us. I was telling Aishah how they were checking her out until one of the guys came and asked me for my name and for a drink. You should so have seen the look on the girls' faces. The funniest thing is, the guy was almost 40. And two days ago I was talking to I wouldn't mind the others on the table though. One of them in particular was strikingly handsome. You can't really demand too much if you're looking for a quick fuck I guess. Or maybe I just looked like an easy prey.

More pictures coming up, I suppose. Jasmine's camera is being a bitch. We have the Angkasawan guy coming to do a recording for the show in a while so, yeah, I'll probably hog him for a photo, or something else. Blah. I wish you were here.

And call me daddy,
Kev C.