800 calories

listening to justin timberlake's 'My Love'...

Early last week, over msn.

K: Wanna go Zouk on Saturday?
Kay: Wah! So on?
K: Coz I met D when Ken Ishii came to town last year.
Kay: Ah... that one chanced meeting where you found your true love. I'm should be studying hard for my test, but for that reason, count me in.

In the end, poor K suffered from the sniffles and had to miss the gig. Bei couldn't make it coz the husband was jetlagged. So Kay went ahead with some friends, without knowing who on earth was Ken Ishii. Zouk on normal Saturday is bleah as usual. I could do qigong on the dancefloor without injuring anyone. Anyway, not into drinks or clubbing these days. Supper with my old buddy after we left was far more satisfying, albeit more fattening.

Was introduced to Mr Biceps by Pi.
Woah!!! His arms were much bigger than his head!!!
Mr Biceps was friendly and easy-going, but I guess calorie counting has been programmed into his DNA genome. After he heard that we were going off for food, Mr Biceps informed us disapprovingly:

A plate of mee goreng is around 800 calories.

I looked at JH and we both shrugged.
He ordered mee goreng pattaya and I had prata.
Washed the food down with iced milo and teh tarik.
Yummy yum yum.
Binge today, diet tomorrow.
Eat your heart out, Mr Biceps!