Krusty and I spent a very glam day hunting for a toilet seat to replace the one that had broken at home, so after scouring Wan Chai's bathroom road, I was ready for some refined action.
We headed over to a friend's house for dinner, and spent the night with three girls on one side of the room chatting about chair covers and flowers (all three of us are getting married this year) and the boys on the sofa watching the Ireland-France rugby match.
I felt old, but also warm and fuzzy. I don't mind not being in a loud, smoky club anymore. I spent the evening doing what my parents were doing when I was a kid, thinking they were so boring, and I had fun.
I am officially old. And I like it.
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