birthday
On Thursday HY turned 27. S and I baked a chocolate cake topped with chocolates that looked like dinosaur eggs, and I gave him a desk fan as a birthday present. For dinner we went to a small Japanese restaurant which served large but extremely salty dishes, and the door wouldn't shut properly so the cold breeze kept blowing in. Later on we met up F and C at Thirst for a couple of drinks. HY extended the celebration of the coming of his dotage at 101 the next day. Some friends sat at the bar eating yummy, fatty snacks and each had their own bottle of wine. (With the sports channel on they would look like Americans) Another lot enjoyed themselves at a table drinking and chatting. I nicked some food off their plates, and decided that I, too, should have my own bottle of red wine. The wish was granted but later proved to be a mistake, for I could only down half the amount of liquid. On the other hand, merry HY drank quite a lot but still managed to stand on both feet... by that I mean dancing around going stark loony crazy, which I might add, is something very pleasurable to watch. All was well, except the fact that I had to wake up at 7:30 the next day to meet my dad.