


I had made Dan an extremely atrocious pop-up birthday card, which of course, I lost before I saw him. Someone in that super posh bar found it and probably peed their pants laughing at it. I'm gutted that I never found it.
Afterward, Claire, Dan, the girls, and I ventured to Po Na Na's for cheaper drinks. We had a good few twirls on the dance floor, knocked back a few more vodka lemonades, and then called it a night.
I spent more money on drinks this night than I truly ever care to do again.
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