Birthday

Okay, a year older, the skin a year firmer, the mind a year wiser, the ambitions a year increased.

Had what would best be described as non-slag meeting. 11 people (a few slags and all in all a promising turn out for a new Londoner) including myself. The venue was a Thai restaurant called ‘Anakana’ on Old Street. So, company was good, food was good-ish (not sure about thai to be perfectly honest – could be the basil, might be the coconut- but something isn’t quite right for my taste buds). All in all a great night however and value for money for a restaurant so plush. Desdemona and Arthur were truly missed.

And it was busy (and I was late), so the food took forever to get to our table. Never mind, we were given two complimentary bottles of champagne as a result and so we were fairly content. I guess the truth of the matter is the party was successful because the people were successful, because I mixed all of my friends up and they all seemed to get along and have a good time. And for that I’m happy.

And then a friend of mine stayed over at my flat and we drank Bloody Marys and orange n vodkas until 3am. This friend doesn’t know about the blog. In fact, she has no clue that I’m writing about her half an hour after dropping her off at the train station, for the world to read. I won’t tell her, as she’s the sort of girl who’d feel like I’ve left her out of some secret world. She’ll wonder why she doesn’t feature, or why so much has happened without my telling her about it. Sometimes, the people you know the longest are the people you find it most difficult to tell. Hence I’m eaten up with the guilt of not telling Cordelia for fear of rejection. Is a blog really worth a failed friendship? Not yet.

C1 and C2 also made it last night, not a single cross or bible in sight.

To all of you who came and who will read this entry, thank you. And to those who won’t thank you too.

Oh yes, M informs me that I’m now at an age which is also a prime number. Putting aside any mathematical relations, I would take this to indicate that I’m at a juncture in my life which is crucial to my development. Last year was perhaps the best year of my life. This year has most certainly got to be better. I’m currently thinking of the 23 promised I’ll make to myself for each of my years. Will keep you all up to date.