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Birthday plans

Ok, so I've just made the booking for my birthday.

Saturday the 25th of August (that's tomorrow week) at The Khan Mongolian Bar-B-Q Restaurant, First Floor, 295 Exhibition St, Melbourne City.

The booking is under the name Random for 7:30pm.

If you are intending to go, please let me know so I can confirm numbers with them next week. If you don't confirm with me you can still go, but I prefer to have the numbers as accurate as possible, as it makes it easier for them.

Yourselves and partners are invited (assuming I actually know you, that is) and can you please spread this to the non-LJ enabled and those who don't read my LJ.

See you there.

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iosef
Aug. 17th, 2007 06:35 am (UTC)
Alas I'm already commited for that weekend. Have fun.
aphephobia
Aug. 17th, 2007 12:10 pm (UTC)
Can't make it, hon, though thanks for the invite.

My sister's birthday is the day after yours, and there's familyness on that night. :(

Have a great time, though!
kunoichi_chan
Aug. 20th, 2007 12:43 am (UTC)
And I cancelled cocktails for the Khan? (Really for lack of money, to tell the truth.) I guess they've got cheap alcohol... ^_~
gypsyamber
Aug. 20th, 2007 01:47 am (UTC)
I'm tentatively rsvping for zen_cat and I - the tentativeness due to not being sure how I will be feeling on Saturday...
bunnitos
Aug. 21st, 2007 06:01 am (UTC)
Sounds awesome. I hope you have a great time! =)
weaselfetish
Aug. 24th, 2007 08:25 am (UTC)
I may be a little late but if you have room for one more.
halloranelder
Aug. 24th, 2007 01:45 pm (UTC)
I assumed you were coming anyway.
fengshuiguy
Aug. 25th, 2007 01:38 am (UTC)
KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
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