You say its your birthday!!

So its been forever and a half since I wrote something. Well I had quite the packed weekend. Friday night I went to the australian bar that everyone in London hates, except me and australian people. Its the closest thing I've found to Irish Times, and I think that's why I love it. I also think that's why everyone else is London hates it so much. Its like asking someone in DC who went to Georgetown what they think of Times. First they will say, what? Then after you explain what you're talking about they'll say, oh...yeah I've never been there. But how awesome is Smithpoint??

Anyway, I went to my Irish Times on Friday night with Toria which was fun. I realized that the "Jersey girl" reputation is known round the world. When an Australian guy asked me where in America I was from and I told him "New Jersey", he responded "ohh so you're a Jersey girl as they call it huh? So that means you're really tough and could beat me up, right?". I told him that's exactly what it means so he better buy me a drink. So that was a good time.

Saturday was Chris's surprise birthday party. It was a great time. We went out to dinner, where we surprised him, and then headed to the Soho Bar for dancing and drinks. When we first got there, Amy Winehouse's long lost (and very high) cousin was grooving on the dance floor by herself with large men in tan suits hovering around her (waay sketch). But once the champagne was popped the Americans took the dance floor pushing Winehouse's "cousin" out of the way. We were later bombarded by "18 year old" boys, reminding me why I, only now, appreciate a drinking age of 21. It was a great night!

I topped the weekend off with brunch at "the Diner", an American style diner in Soho. I could help but laugh when they brough out the french toast with (literally) a thimble full of maple syrup. IHOP would not approve.