Firsts, 24ths and 21sts

Thursday felt like a Friday. Yesterday felt like a Saturday. Today felt like a daze. It seems that's what happens when I stay out till 0500 and have to be somewhere by 1230 the next day. I think I've caught up with my week now...

On Thursday I went to see the opening night of Opera Australia's Rusalka with Claire, Matt and Nick. It was my first time at the opera and it was lovely. Visually it was quite pretty and the music was beautiful although I did find myself ignoring the surtitling at points and just enjoying the music and cast roaming about the stage. Jezibaba was by far my favourite character. I think I went to school with the woman who played the kitchen boy.

We went for drinks afterwards and I tried to get a taxi to meet up with Gene at Trades Hall as the bar started to close. No joy there. Apparently the taxi rank at Flinders Street was not the place to get a taxi. There were about 8 of them there and none were taking passengers for short trips. They'd been waiting too long without a fare it seems.

After a few hours and several early birthday wishes at the Bystander Bar we headed home.

I surfaced from my sleep about four hours after crawling into bed and promised myself a quieter night... maybe staying out until 0200 as I was a walking zombie much of the day. Mum & Dad had come home with a slice of my favourite cake and four Mythbusters DVDs including the Son of a Gun episode that I hadn't seen the end of. Gene and Nick bought me Lost Girls as the pugs had gotten to Percy (the pig pinata that they had been making for my birthday). The day couldn't have been better really. (Unless I'd gotten some sleep).

We ate till we were stuffed at Matsumoto to celebrate my birthday as well as our 21 years in Australia and then it was back to the Bystander Bar for drinks that night where I caught up with Paul, Deb, Nick C, Nick S and Tamsin. Paul and Deb gave me a beautiful flocked journal and note card set that I can wait to start using. Perfectly timed as I'm almost through my current journal.

As the best laid plans go awry we ended up have so much fun that we stayed until about quarter to five this morning. I had my haircut booked for 1230 today so I was up and on the road by 1145. My hair is now a darker shade of blue-black with violet pieces for those interested and my nails are the fashionable black that harks back to my uni goth-clubbing days. Matches my hair and general wardrobe though!

So after all the excitement I crashed out on the couch at 1700 and woke up only an hour ago. I'm definitely ready for bed. That's not going to stop me from reading one more chapter of Lost Girls first!