Lemme have this shirt...

I am uberly missing Thailand lately... probably because i have been writing about it again. Just got lucky, i guess, as i am doing something absofrigginlutely worthwhile!

Awww, i wish i would be in Bangkok on the launching of my new project THD phase 2... Imagine, all the booze i can have at Club Astra! Nevermind the sucky trance music only the likes of Acer enjoys... it's the booze i am after at. Just like last time when we launched THD phase 1 at my favorite favorite favorite pub Zantika, i just got back from my long bum-stay here at home and i was only a week old in Thailand and i could still hear my friends cheers to this: "Para sa tahimik na pamumuhay!" (translation: Oh my gosh, Chinkey is back! Goodbye morethan 8 hour sleep... hello daily hangover!). But oh well. Mai mee panha... Mai kid mark... kuu sabai sabai!

Now, remembering Club Astra, i have been there only once. Why? For one, i am not really into house and trance music . My system can only tolerate so much of those! Secondly, it's friggin expensive there. i only went there because my thai friends faked the entrance stamp and passed it on to me using our salivas to wet the mark (hahaha) but eventually didn't work so we had to borrow a red pen from the guard and write AS TRA on my wrist instead and pretended we are already drunk and just went out to check something in the car or whatever. So the only time i went there was the Paul Frank organized party. The guest aussie-DJ sucked so we just sniffed some coke in the loo and had as much drink as we can ' til the party was over then went to Tak's Pub ( Thonglor Samutsorn) and smoked some dope :D Those were the days with Nongnoo (name translation: little rat). Mighty high and paranoid! Whatever happened to her anyway?