Who likes to party? We like to party ...

Not much to report here. I attended a couple of parties on the weekend. One was a joint "warming of the apartment" for Murf and The Jeweller. The latter was also celebrating her 26th birthday. It was a great evening and we devoured not a glass-and-a-half of full cream dairy milk, but a bottle-and-a-half of Captain Morgan's famous spiced rum. It didn't seem that long ago that Murf took yours truly down to Dan Murphy's in Prahran to buy a case of the stuff for $420. I remember it well, it was January 12. Having left the treasured cargo at his apartment since then, I'm sad to report that there's almost none left. Bugger the water shortage. We need more Cap'n!

On Saturday, Murf and yours truly did some planning for Florida. We're both going to see some Spring Training and hopefully meeting up with The Jeweller's sister in Atlanta. Peace up, A-Town down! Then I went to another party. Needless to say, all I did was rest yesterday.

There's only eight days left! In fact, there's only four days of work remaining. Then the golf trip and then Hawaii. Aloha to that!