Karaoke (correct spelling?).
Singing in the karaoke for five hours is certainly very satisfying.
But coupled with lousy service and it just takes a turn for the worse.
Sigh.
I feel so cheated paying for the service charge when I don't see any so-called "service" at all.
For goodness sake our drinks came almost one and a half hours after we ordered it.
One would have thought that they having planted the lemons or gathered the bees back for the honey.
HAH.
I'm sucha sacarstic meanie.
But we did sing to our fill.
Maybe the nest time we should try the one on the eigth floor?
Who knows, it might get better.
Internet is losing its appeal.
Blogging and jotting down thoughts and feelings are what keeping me here now.
By the way, Julie Garwood's Killjoy is a pretty good book.
:)
Engaging and entertaining.
