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Dear lord but these birthday celebrations are gonna kill me. The wonderful and moderately messy party on Friday was a fantastic start, involving as it did the major food groups of great people, copious alcohol, pizza, turkish delight, whiskey and champagne. And poker. And Guitar Hero. The cake was (mostly) a lie.
Then down to London on Monday and the guys at work whisked me off to the Newman Arms Pie Room for hot pie action and beer and presented my with my own personal attack chopper for living room warfare! Thanks to
dave_chimaera for the lift down at fuck o'clock in the morning. A greasy motorway breakfast always wins over the train.
Finally last night was the gathering of spods in London, which I co-opted as another birthday celebration and a good excuse to get dr0nk again. GBK does the best burgers ever, followed by the best champagne cocktails ever at Kettners, then finally a few jars at the best Dutch bar in Soho...Ever!
murasaki_star also gave me emoMyspaceCred in woollen form. Win!
Tonight is a hopefully a sedate night at the cinema to see Stardust finally. Unless things go a bit turbo.
I less-than-three my friends!