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The Boys' Night Out

Went out on the town with the boys last night, which was a laugh. A combination of Nick landing a new job, the other Nick getting accepted into his teaching course, plus Al and my birthdays meant it was definitely a night for celebration (as compared to the original plan which was the evening being for Al and I to drown our sorrows for failing our Japanese exams!)

Kicking back in an Irish pub with good friends, eating fish 'n' chips, drinking Bass Pale Ale and Guinness, things were going great. Cute girls kept chatting us up (Hi there! I'm the prettiest girl in Japan!) which inflated our egos, and for a moment there I forgot I was in Japan and felt like I was in a pub back in my university days. But somewhere along the line, after an overzealous "Cheers!" which resulted in a pint glass being cracked, we let Rob talk us into going to Roppongi...

You want sex? Titty bar? Massage? This way! I treat you special! Hey boys! C'mon I've got women for you! You boys comin' in?

...cut to loud smoky dance club...

Doof doof doof doof! What was that? Rhythm is a dancer... I only wanted two Coronas! Oh, that is the price for two Coronas? I see. Doof doof doof doof! ..all night long!...oh yeah!...

We kept moving from crap club to crap club, before Steve, Al and I decided that enough was enough. We piled into a cab and headed for home while the party boys soaked up the "atmosphere". A highlight for the night was definitely Steve pulling out some of that angry Japanese that I love when a salaryman tried to jump the queue for our taxi, much to his disgusted surprise.

Ha ha. It was all good fun and I didn't pull up too badly this morning.

Happy Birthday to me!