I really did my head in last weekend. I finally got to sleep at 6 PM yesterday and I’m still in a daze. There’s fog in my cranium where some brain cells used to be.

I found these photos in my camera afterwards. This was the part of Friday night that I remember. The singer’s name is Chase and she was wonderful.

I know I watched a play last Friday. Well, a playwright’s reading of his “performance piece”. I wish I could tell you something about it but I can’t. I hear it was “powerful” and “mind-blowing.” I could say the same thing but I’d be referring to the vodka.

This is where my Evil Twin took over. In the picture is New York-based Filipino-American playwright, Daniel Darwin, showcasing his performance piece “Colt.045” at The Living Room at the North Sy-Quia apartments in Malate, Manila.

Then I got into all sorts of trouble till I finally forced myself into a cab, made it home and collapsed in a whirl of ceilings and floors.

The next day, I canceled plans to watch another play and resumed the murderous rampage on my brain cells.

I only need enough to Google and use a calculator, right?

Uffff.

Blech.

Ugh.

I should have left enough to keep my head upright too.

Right. It’s straight to bed for me after dinner.

I need to get it together.

So I can do it all over again tomorrow. 😉