There is something extremely upsetting with the birthdays especially when you're the one who has them. At the end of the day you realize that one year actually means much more than you can imagine...

But of course the main reason for the birthdays are the gifts. This year I got:
+ quite stylish TCM desk-lamp
+ Twister game
+ a singing rabbit
+ Taschen's book
+ a few candlesticks
+ more books
+ a pair of funny stockings made of lama wool
+ flowers (of course)
+ too much alcohol

Almost one week later I can recapitulate that all these were very cool.

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