Awake. Wow.

[jenk]

Aka, more birthday madness.

• More wine than I normally drink in a week.
• Dancing to Creature of the Wood & March of Cambreadth with a bunch of Ren-faire folk.
• And to Fallen Angel & Bedlam Boys with dianthus.
• Caramel cheesecake.
• jw1776, dustin_00, dianthus, skydancer, and jhulten's patience with my babbling.
• Being called up front with other birthday girls so Heather could sing the Pirate's Birthday Song

  You say it's your birthday, well, tell me who cares. (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  We'll tie up your feet, make you walk down the stairs. (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  A cake with the candles all over the place. (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  When you make a wish, they blow up in your face. (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  Yo-ho, Yo-ho, Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.
  A bunch of cool presents, tied up in a sack. (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  And when you unwrap them, we'll take them all back. (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  But we love you; so don't get us wrong. (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  Just wanted to tease you with this nasty song (Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.)
  Yo-ho, Yo-ho, Yo-ho, so it's your birthday.
       - Lyrics and Music by Heather Alexander, Copyright © 2001 Sea Fire Productions.

• And... somehow... no hangover. Muscle soreness from dancing, but no hangover.

(sheepish smile)