BirthdaysMy best birthday so far was my 30th, when I held a Polish Bear Hunting evening in some woods - everyone dressed up in hunting gear, ate a Polish hunting stew round a big fire and then, armed with torches, ran out to find the foil-wrapped chocolate bears I'd hidden in the trees.
My worst so far was my first at university - my birthday was the first official day of term, so I thought there'd be loads of people there to have fun with. No, Cambridge is so posh nobody actually turns up on the first night. I got very drunk with the barman.
What extremes of birthdays have you had?
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chthonic, Fri 9 Dec 2005, 11:07)
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five years later (than my last story, below)...my friends sent me off to my boyfriend's house, where I was to hang out while they decorated for the least-surprising surprise party ever.
Only the real surprise was the half-naked girl asleep in my boyfriend's bed when I got there.
Kudos to him for at least offering a lame excuse and then waiting a week before dumping me, instead of doing it right on my birthday. Cunt.
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madrabbit is fully prepared, Mon 12 Dec 2005, 5:40,
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