Went for birthday drinks last night - I'd contacted loads of friends saying to meet from 7pm at a particular bar that I'd liked when I went there a few weeks ago.
Despite some problems with the buses (no, I'm not going to write a song about it), luckily I was the first to arrive. Unluckily, the bar had closed down since I was last there.
(Actually, when I rang them to check if they were definitely open, the phone wouldn't connect - in retrospect, I could've taken this nugget of information a bit more seriously...)
The frustrating this is that this has happened to me before on my birthday a few years ago. You'd think I'd have learnt...
But there was a good place a few doors down so we went there. And ended up in a club with light up dance floors playing old-school cheese. I have an old-school hangover to match. Perfect.
It's my actual birthday tomorrow & we're going to my local pub for lunch.
Funnily enough, they're not picking up their phone either... but that's just cos pubs don't open in the morning, right...?
Saturday, 2 February 2008
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