It was my birthday last month. January 31st, to be exact. I am getting old, wrinkled, forgetful, saggy, decrepit, and all the other good stuff that goes with having more birthdays. However, I have decided that from my next birthday onwards, I will no longer be celebrating my birthday. Instead, I will celebrate the anniversary of a previous birthday. I think that sounds fair.
I had a bit of a children’s birthday party. Some friends and I went out for dinner (Thai, mmhmm!) and then went to this place called Jillian’s, which I love. It is this big arcade place for grown-ups (which I am, apparently) with video games downstairs, pool, foosball, and bowling upstairs, as well as two bars, a restaurant, and something that is apparently similar to a nightclub (never been). I love Jillian’s! I had loads of fun, and
P.S. Have you been wondering where I’ve been? Well, nowhere. I got the flu at the start of January, and now in the middle of February, I’m still sniffling and blowing my nose. I think that is reason enough, right? Boohoo me.