Old Skool takes me back.

Birthday drinks at Laundry was civilized, sipping wine til closing. Although Chook and i were expecting the same number of people at the dinner on Sunday, it was a small cosey group of us.

And not forgetting how small KL is or the lack of decent bars to go to on a Tuesday evening i bumped into 24 year old whom i hadn't seen in quite sometime. Making small talk [as you do when one is trying to be polite] and hoping that the instant blush would be mistaken for the glass of chilled rosé wine i poured seconds earlier.

Wrestling was being aired on the big screen and i couldn't help but notice the trend of wrestlers nowadays with long, semi permed hair coated with an obscene amount of oil. And vaguely remembering how The British Bulldog was one of the first few wrestlers that sported one of the best muzza looks slash i've-just-come-back-from-holiday-in-Bali-with-beaded-braids.

Remembering the good old WWF days when Hulk Hogan ran around the ring ripping his yellow singlet off his well marinated roast chicken coloured chest in front of his opponent. And if you're wondering why i know this, well my father used to be a bit of a wrestling fan and i would find myself on Sundays sitting in front of the VCR [back when DVD players were a minority] laughing at them and amusing myself with their choreographed stunts. And no, i don't watch wrestling now!

Then it was time to say farewell and we headed off to meet up with a friend. As the early hours continue to tick on, so did our conversations.

By the time i got home i spent the next few hours cruising online [for nothing in particular] and chatting on msn. Reminised about the good old rave days in Melbourne and how fascinated i was to see old skool hardcore rockers dancin' to the last track as the sun exposed her true self whilst the newbies sat nursing their cramped legs.

The next thing i knew it was time for me to get changed for work. Figured that there would be no point in trying to squeeze in 40 winks, i chucked on my 3/4's and singlet and did the unthinkable... i got to work early! A rarity as most times i am one of the last to arrive but 90% of the time before my boss gets in.

So quickly presenting the project i've been working on for the past few days before he runs off for a meeting... i've been given the green light. Now all i have to do is work on the cover as it's still not quite there yet.