Meaningless gesture from the neighbours this week - wedding invitation to the last kid's wedding. Any time those mangkuks throw a party, it's never a good time for anyone else, especially the next door neighbours. But the icing on top is the audacity of them to set up a canopy right outside our house every other time they've done this. And blocking people who also live there from parking. Dad declined the invitation, citing family visit or whatever, but really, he knows my beef with the mangkuk grown ass kids, and the litter they leave behind after the late night, outdoor drinking sessions. (I passive aggressively collect the litter and dump them at their rubbish bin)
Anyhow, decamped to the PJ Sheraton on Saturday cos I figured it would be better than me stressing out from the lack of sleep and parking. It was pretty quiet, all things considered, even with the LRT going past. They have some nice stuff to swipe too, so I did and also because I already paid for it. The scent of the in-house toiletries is not really a favourite of mine personally, so ehh.
Spent Sunday night with the 'rents at the other house, at least didn't have to spend money on dinner?
