under the blanket

Usually, when people ask “What did you do over weekend?”, my answer is “Nothing much”. But yesterday, I had such an action-packed day that I spent the whole of today practically horizontal, just recuperating.

Saturday’s itinerary
10.30 am Breakfast at KFC. Surprised to discover that it no longer has the breakfast menu, so had the new Bandito Pockett, which was very good.
11 am Go-kart racing. Arms aching from non-power steering and face red from accidentally mounting the grass verge and going against the flow of traffic.
12.30 pm Karaoke at K Box while having lunch. Or rather, my lurve sang and shovelled fried rice into her mouth at the same time, while I just sat and laughed at her inner pop idol.
2 pm Express manicure and pedicure. Now I have pretty hands and pretty feet.
3.30 pm Quick $10 haircut at Far East. Waited 15 minutes, haircut took another 15 minutes.
4 pm Shopping at Tangs with help of personal shopper. Wonderful discovery as it is fast and free.
5.20 pm Whirlwind tour of Singapore Art Museum. Must-see exhibits include Yoshioka's Chair in a vast white room filled with silica and a video installation called Feeling So What.
6 pm Quick cooking course for dinner parties. Learnt to make sayur lodeh, pandan leaf chicken and achar. Chef kept disparaging my efforts at chopping cucmbers.
8.30 pm Eating of food from cooking class. Yum.
10 pm Witness bar-top dancing at Coyote Ugly. Or should it be buttock dancing?
10.55 pm Catch clubbing bus to next destination. Forced to down sambuca poured straight down the throat. Clubbing bus is fun, must go again next month.
11 pm Bored at China Jump.
12 am Bhangra night at Indochine. Surrounded by beautiful Indian men and women with cheekbones and noses to die for. The most dance-able music in the world.
2 am Totally smashed at Zouk. Remember falling down and being picked up by a pair of clammy hands, but nothing else.
2.30 am Being sent home. Seal's Crazy blasting at maximum volume, with my lurve doing her best karaoke auntie inpersonation in the back seat. Many police cars on the road, shouted "Fuck da polis" at every one of them.
3 am Throw clothes all over the floor. Collapse in bed. Make-up still on.

So, what did you do over the weekend?