
On Saturday I went to the birthday party of a girl I met at the Caledonian (but I never see her there). Very funny, as I actually became better friends with her boyfriend (the guy works around the corner from me and we meet up for lunch every so often), but she's so cool and chill, and loves seeing me too. Still, I get the feeling her boyfriend freaks out whenever he sees the two of us whispering in a corner, it's really kind of funny (he actually texted me from across the room at one point during the evening to ask, "What are you two talking about?")
I actually met up with the two of them before the party for drinks at some place that was doing a 2-for-1 cocktail happy hour, and the boyfriend got the brilliant idea that we should all have four cocktails each. Then went on to the actual nightclub for the birthday party where I also kept finding myself with a drink in hand, and I'm afraid it was one occasion where Super-Social Scottish Guy's eagerness to photograph everyone wasn't the best. I untagged myself from most of the photos when he finally posted them on FB! (Although didn't actually ask him to take any down as I'm not quite that vain).
Chatted to some Scottish guy who reminded me of Franke Boyle, his accent was so thick, and he seemed kind of funny. Gave him my card, although have not been at all surprised that I haven't heard from him. Seemed very typically British in that regard, unlikely to ask a girl out!

Finally at around 1:30 AM, I just got tired, so decided to head home. Couldn't find any taxis free, so started walking in the direction of home. Passed by a kebab shop with some bored looking guys behind the counter, they beckoned me in, and when I was dithering about whether to get a kebab, they gave me free chips and a drink. Actually bought a kebab because I felt so bad that they'd already fed me (and you know how kebabs just start to smell good after you stand in the shop for a bit), and they gave me ANOTHER free order of chips and a drink to head home with! Yum dinner.
At least I can feel good about eating so much, as in the end I ended up walking all of the way home (about a 25 minute walk). So I burned some calories off, at least. Nice night out, but I realise the loud, thumping-music nightclub scene is not quite my thing!
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