The birthday evening ended up being a good time, but it was not without drama. The guest list of 12 for dinner was eventually whittled down to only 6 of us. I don't know what happened to 4 of the no-shows, but one friend was hit by a cab while riding her motorcycle to come to the dinner. She only suffered minor damage, but still it was a downer way to start the evening getting a call from some stranger calling me using my friend's phone to say she had been hit.
After dinner I ran an errand of mercy and took my friend some of my leftover vicodin stash and get her prescription to drop off at Walgreens. The bastards at the hospital didn't give her any to tide her until the scrip was filled. After that I met up with the dinner gang and we hung out at a few Castro bars - BoC, Daddy's, and the Pendulum. I got kissed by a very sexy guy with chocolate skin and a tongue piercing, which was a good thrill for the birthday boy.
I'm only dragging my ass around a little bit today. It's really nice out, so I'm going to run some errands and take my friend her scrip. Tonight, it's a birthday party for a friend of mine. Note to self, only 3 beers tonight!
- Music:When I'm Sixty-Four - The Beatles