My apartment is filled with balloons. It's Friday the 13th, and in keeping with the tradition so far this year, it seemed that it would be nice to have another okonomiyaki party. But it also happened to be the birthday of one of my good friends here. A very good friend. So we all got together, made okonomiyaki, sang Happy Birthday, ate cake, ate more cake and yet even more cake (there were three of them), and now I have an apartment filled with balloons. So Happy Okonomiyaki, Happy Friday the 13th, and Happy Birthday, Ani!