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May. 26th, 2007 02:25 pmZIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMM!!!
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May. 19th, 2007 11:14 pmThe Birthday has been Bashed!
Much fun and alcohol was had by all! We had Old Spaghetti Factory for dinnerish, which, if you haven't been and there's one in your area, get your butt over there now. We were caked but, unfortunately, not sang at. Much to the Pirate's dismay, as he loves embarrassing us in loud and public ways on our birthdays. But there was cake. Something REALLY REALLY GOOD involving caramel, butterscotch and vanilla ice cream, chocolate sauce, and I think chocolate crumbles. So good.
Then there was Dave and Busters, and shots and slots. Which is to say "slot" games only with tokens and tickets instead of money and... money. Also I think their slots pay out better than casino slots do. Never having been to a casino, I don't know. There was also SKEEBALL. Which is the sport of gods. Literally, if you've seen Dogma. And there was alcohol. And then playing shooting games while drunk. Highly fun.
Hugs to ALL! The world is a happy place tonight. It has been a happy birthday and we have TICKETS FOR PIRATES ON THURSDAY. YARR.
Much fun and alcohol was had by all! We had Old Spaghetti Factory for dinnerish, which, if you haven't been and there's one in your area, get your butt over there now. We were caked but, unfortunately, not sang at. Much to the Pirate's dismay, as he loves embarrassing us in loud and public ways on our birthdays. But there was cake. Something REALLY REALLY GOOD involving caramel, butterscotch and vanilla ice cream, chocolate sauce, and I think chocolate crumbles. So good.
Then there was Dave and Busters, and shots and slots. Which is to say "slot" games only with tokens and tickets instead of money and... money. Also I think their slots pay out better than casino slots do. Never having been to a casino, I don't know. There was also SKEEBALL. Which is the sport of gods. Literally, if you've seen Dogma. And there was alcohol. And then playing shooting games while drunk. Highly fun.
Hugs to ALL! The world is a happy place tonight. It has been a happy birthday and we have TICKETS FOR PIRATES ON THURSDAY. YARR.
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May. 22nd, 2006 08:49 am"For a handful of coin I happen to have a private and uncut performance of the Rape of the Sabine Women, or rather woman, or rather... Alfred."
Mmm.
This past weekend has been great but wow. Yesterday was spent largely bumming around and being either incredibly lazy or exercising to Depeche Mode.
Friday was the Girl's Night In. In which there was Kingdom Hospital and a truly staggering amount of Eddie Izzard. Also cheesecake ice cream. And pizza. There were many comments about how we would love to be in the middle of a Paul/Antubis, er, sandwich. Some discussion about what exactly constitutes bad behavior from a death god and how it probably isn't manipulating the lives of mortals so that most of the good ones wind up happy in the end. And, of course, giggling at Eddie Izzard and discussing the fact that he should never ever wear lingerie on camera ever again.
Saturday night was dinner at the Old Spaghetti factory. For, like 12 people. They stuck us in what I guess is the party room, since apart from not having a giant trolley car in the middle it had a number of long party tables. We all did separate checks, which made things so much easier, and several of us got balloon hats. Apparently four of us had birthdays in that period. And two were celebrating their 6th anniversary, but they didn't get balloon hats for that. Then we had ice cream cake, or rather half of an ice cream cake. The outer half, since that cake would probably have fed twenty people, at least. The rest of the cake went back to feed the servers, kitchen folk, whoever else wanted some. our donation to the restaurant for putting up with us.
Then there was Dave and Buster's. Which was a bit of a bust, as the underage birthday boy got there early and was turned away for not having an adult chaperone. UGH. But the rest of us got in there all right. There was copious amounts of skeeball, and slightly less copious amounts of what R called (and I giggled over) the "Old Lady Slots." Which is to say they were like slot machiens, only they spat out tickets, and there was a button instead of an arm. We also played air hockey, I lost horribly seeing as I've never played before, and I wore out my arm playing shooting games as well as skee ball. And then we also dropped some money on drinks. We got pretty colorful drinks in pretty glasses and wandered around pretending to be rich and decadent and flirting with the bartender. It was great.
And then Sunday I recovered from it all. Oi. Normal activity to resume today! Starting with me going to work, bleh. But. All in all, that's defintiely the best big birthday I've had in a while.
Mmm.
This past weekend has been great but wow. Yesterday was spent largely bumming around and being either incredibly lazy or exercising to Depeche Mode.
Friday was the Girl's Night In. In which there was Kingdom Hospital and a truly staggering amount of Eddie Izzard. Also cheesecake ice cream. And pizza. There were many comments about how we would love to be in the middle of a Paul/Antubis, er, sandwich. Some discussion about what exactly constitutes bad behavior from a death god and how it probably isn't manipulating the lives of mortals so that most of the good ones wind up happy in the end. And, of course, giggling at Eddie Izzard and discussing the fact that he should never ever wear lingerie on camera ever again.
Saturday night was dinner at the Old Spaghetti factory. For, like 12 people. They stuck us in what I guess is the party room, since apart from not having a giant trolley car in the middle it had a number of long party tables. We all did separate checks, which made things so much easier, and several of us got balloon hats. Apparently four of us had birthdays in that period. And two were celebrating their 6th anniversary, but they didn't get balloon hats for that. Then we had ice cream cake, or rather half of an ice cream cake. The outer half, since that cake would probably have fed twenty people, at least. The rest of the cake went back to feed the servers, kitchen folk, whoever else wanted some. our donation to the restaurant for putting up with us.
Then there was Dave and Buster's. Which was a bit of a bust, as the underage birthday boy got there early and was turned away for not having an adult chaperone. UGH. But the rest of us got in there all right. There was copious amounts of skeeball, and slightly less copious amounts of what R called (and I giggled over) the "Old Lady Slots." Which is to say they were like slot machiens, only they spat out tickets, and there was a button instead of an arm. We also played air hockey, I lost horribly seeing as I've never played before, and I wore out my arm playing shooting games as well as skee ball. And then we also dropped some money on drinks. We got pretty colorful drinks in pretty glasses and wandered around pretending to be rich and decadent and flirting with the bartender. It was great.
And then Sunday I recovered from it all. Oi. Normal activity to resume today! Starting with me going to work, bleh. But. All in all, that's defintiely the best big birthday I've had in a while.
