Hard day's night

Taking notes for Minister wasn't as traumatic as had imagined, though the trouble came unexpectedly from having to decipher the visitor's garbled, barely audible speech. Have to work on keeping paper-rustling and distracting shifting in seat to a minimum.

We had resolved not to let the night degenerate into yet another poker night. Little did we know how weak we were. After work, we had dinner and margaritas at Cafe Iguana *cold shiver down spine*, after which we adjourned to Rouge for girlie drinks and Shirley's (cool with her Sassoonish asymmetric bob) set 1 of 3. No prizes for guessing what transpired thereafter.

I set the record for the highest ever winnings so far ($13.10)! We played till 4am. Thoroughly enjoyable with "bonking" jokes and YJ's cantonese lady impersonations.