happy 21st birthday to me :)

so today elizabeth and i went in the morning to the posti to get my package from my mom but unforunately i was looking at the phone number hours instead of the posti hours and the posti was actually not open on saturday. so then we went to lunch at a cute little cafe that served pasta and salad and had this strange water that had berries floating in it. elizabeth got carbonara pasta and i got "forest light" pasta (which turned out to be random (but good) vegetable) pasta, and they were both very good. the cafe had a really nice cozy ambiance.

after that, we went grocery shopping - elizabeth insisted on buying birthday cake, definitely a good call on her part. we actually just had some of the cake, called "zebra cake," which is not like little debra zebra cakes but more like marble pound cake rolled up with chocolate frosting filling. we also went to our favorite candy store.

we both came back to the flat and had a rest time, then elizabeth cooked us a yummy dinner, besides the rice, which she made me cook. i can't figure out why, though, because not only is rice easy but i also spilled it in the sink whilst attempting to drain it with the pot lid because we don't have a calender. i would feel stupider about this except elizabeth totally did it before with the corn. that was funny too. then we had a race to see if i could clean up the kitchen faster or if she could shower faster (but we both loose if she gets hurt so she couldn't hurt herself.) we were getting ready to go out to the nightclub, kharma, which i had never been to before but elizabeth enjoyed.

elizabeth won our race even though i maintain that i won by simple fact that it is my birthday. (was my birthday, since it's past 5am in the morning.) then we had to call a taxi (taksi) to our room but couldn't find a number, so i was sneaky and called a hotel and convinced them to give me a taxi number, which worked. the club, kharma, was pretty inside with comfortable couch seats around one of the dance floors, and several dance floors. obviously, at elizabeth's provocation and my complete agreement, elizabeth told the bartender that it was my birthday and we needed something fruity and sweet. she made a great cocktail and we had several.

i hope this post does not sound as completley ridicouls as elizabeth's laughter is making it sound. but i blame most of this on her because she treated for first drinks and also because she won't let me fix any of my mistakes. actually mostly she won't point out any of my mistakes. i appear to be a bit tipsy lol.

i have had a very good birthday and i am done with this post now. :)