So my actual birthday was pretty nice. :] Or at least, what I can remember. I woke up LATE (like noon) then spent the afternoon paying bills and running errands, which was necessary. Osaka was a great sport running around with me. Ringo was a bit of a pain, but he did eventually get himself together.
And then in the evening I went out with several of my co-workers to
Ambush (our semi-regular bar) and then after that we went to a place
called Scandals. I remember leaving Ambush after paying my tab. I
remember arriving at Scandals and hearing an AMAZING live band. I
remember snippets of interaction with some friendly strangers who bought
some birthday shots, but after that I was just suddenly aware of being
home and in the shower.
I don't drink often, or heavily, and while I know I had fun, I wish I
could remember more of it, and I think I will not be drinking like that
next birthday (or ever again). I generally have one or two, and done,
when I do indulge.
I took my camera and K, took a photo of us. :]