Ever since I returned from vacation, I've been in a state of fatigue. I think I'm still jetlagged. I didn't help myself this weekend by continuing the drinking binge I've been on lately; a continuation of vacation. I'm once again hungover for the 2nd day in a row. I hate this feeling. Why do I torture myself? I haven't worked out hard the last 2 weeks and I've been eating everything and anything in sight. For example, last night I went out for some Malaysian food somewhere in Little Italy with a bunch of random people; most of them I didn't know. After tiring out, I headed home but was intercepted by Darko who convinced me to meet him at St. Marks to eat a 2nd dinner. After that, we met up with someone else and we hit Gama for drinks, which is some new Korean bar and restaurant on St. Marks. I hate this feeling of malaise.
2 comments:
Hi.. i've been an avid reader of your blog. I like the way you write about your life journey.. Your life is full of excitement!.. anyway, which malaysian food that you like most?
Malaysian girl.
I was born near Malaysia. Is Mango Chicken considered good? I know it's probably not the best place, but I do like Penang.
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