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After the three week "hell-week", finally got some rest.
Mom woke me up around noon.
Ate lunch.
Crashed back into bed.
Haven't had the chance to read all the comic books I got from Comic Quest.
Woke up around 6pm.
Got a call from Dang.
He mentioned something about FREE BEER and I quickly said, YES!

Found them in Kiku Fuji. (Did I get that right?) Which is behind Makati Cinema Square.
Bow and Taps were already wolfing down various raw seafood.
It was my first time to taste sea urchin. It was peculiar. Delicious in its own strange way.
Of course, I had to try their tempura, which turned to be quite good.
They also had this liempo on a stick that glistened with oil and just melted in your mouth and just quickly went for your heart. We ordered several of that.
And, as promised, the beer just kept on flowing.

So, after we had our fill, we ended up at Old Swiss Inn and talked till 2am.

Despite the fact me, Bow, and Taps all work in the same office, we tried out best to not talk about work and we talked about what we usually talk about when we get together: comic books, movies, Twilight Zone, and Rog. Of course, we also talked about Taps' new and constantly morphing car, Dang's research about being a father, and Bow's stress eating.

And now, I'm here, in this net cafe at 3am because I drank two cups of coffee and can't sleep.
That's okay. At least I'm not at the office.








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