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Oct. 26th, 2006

My surprise worked a little too well, but not in a good way. I arrived to Dave’s apt and madly rang the bell for about 10 seconds. When he opened the door, he was on the phone and his face cracked a huge smile. “I have to go,” he told the female voice, “ I have a vistor.”

“I thought you’d forgotten.”

He went on to tell me that he was a little worried when I hadn’t mentioned his birthday for 2 weeks. And then on Tuesday night, our call had been really short because I was crashing into bed after a swim “Hello baby. Goodnight baby.” Basically. And I didn’t mention anything because of my ruse. He hardly slept Tuesday night: he was stressed and hurt that I’d neglected to remember. And all day at work, he said he couldn’t concentrate. His procedures went terribly and even his attending physician asked him if he was okay and then told him to go home! So he came back to his apartment early to find the Thai food restaurant delivery driver in his spot. He yelled at the guy to move his car and told him he was tired of random people taking the parking spot and he was never ordering from their place again. He went upstairs and started working on flashcards because he was bored and sad and needed to distract himself. :( !!!!!!!!!!!!!

After he told me all of this, I felt so bad, but I told him not to be silly! He should have been expecting something. And he apologized as well and admitted that it was his psychotic side to think the worst about situations. I still feel like an arse though. I didn’t mean to put him through mental anguish.

So, I made him order Thai food. (I gave the delivery guy a big tip.) He opened his presents (funny t-shirt to wear on call nights, 2 CD’s, and yoga ball for his back) while watching an interesting PBS show about volcanos and global cooling. Then cake. OMG! I completely recommend Buttercup Bake shop on 2nd Ave between 51st and 52nd! Yum yum! You can order cakes there, but they also have cakes available for slices, cupcakes, cheesecakes and tiramisu with coffee or tea for eat in or take out. YUM. Really, the best cake I’ve ever had. So flavorful and the icing was delicious and complex. Much more than just speadable sugar. I ordered a golden cake with chocolate icing and “Happy Birthday Dave”. (Big smile from the boy on this one.) So, yes, then cake, and the rest is kinky and censored.

Note to self: surprise ok. Pretending to forget, not a good idea.