Party!

Went surprisingly well, I thought. Or maybe I just worry too much. Anyway, the stuff we bought got cheerfully demolished, leaving us with the stuff other people bought, generic lager, and a metric assload of wine. This, in my opinion, is how it should be. Clearly, if all the stuff *I* bought disappeared, I bought the *right* stuff.

Everyone seemed to get on quite nicely. The only slightly hairy incident was when one of my friends announced her pregnancy. This was dealt with perfectly well, however, so no one died, formed lasting vendettas or even got remotely upset at each other, which is also nice.

As they were leaving, most of my friends leaned over and did the conspiratorial whisper thing. In most cases what they wanted to say was "She's *lovely*", though, memorably, one of them simply came out with "Well done!". I am pleased.

I think that's one more potential landmine sidestepped nicely.

This surprises me not at all...

( astrology )

I don't know whether this is down to a good astrologer, or simply my matching the zodiacal stereotype down to the ground, but my horoscope from astrology.com is usually freakishly accurate. It's not one of those that picks random happenings so vague they could apply to anyone either. For what it's worth, I'm also the archetypal snake from chinese astrology too...

:)

I have had a good birthday, and a good weekend. Quantatively, I'd have to say being 27 is exactly 4 times better than being 26.