Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Happy Birthday to me…
Okay, so this entry is a bit late (by a lot). Just call it a posthumous entry. Yes, today is my birthday, and I have unfortunately arrived at the dreaded 2-6. Why is this a big deal, you might be asking yourself just about now? Well, the answer is of course because now I am on the bad side of the 20s…this means that if you were to round my age to the nearest decade, I would be 30! Aaaagh! I’m shivering at the thought right now. Another reason today isn’t a good day is that I have never had a good birthday in my life. Something always seems to go wrong on this day and I end up in a bad mood. It is for this reason that I decided to forgo this day and forget that it has any significance on my life whatsoever. This plan was shattered by my friend Julie, however. She is always trying to get me to acknowledge this day in my life (though I stubbornly refused last year and proceeded to do nothing…until I had to go to work on the overnight shift…damn you Meteorlogix!), and this year my willpower failed. Of course, I did manage to salvage a bit of my original plan because neither Julie nor I have much disposable income to our names at the moment…her reason being her upcoming nuptials, and my reason being that I have decided to not find summer employment. Therefore, we decided that a movie would suffice and proceeded to go see Over the Hedge, a rather hilarious animated movie courtesy of the always-genius Pixar. I would highly recommend this movie to anyone in need of some theatrical ideas, you won’t be sorry. After the movie we went to T.G.I. Fridays and had a wonderful appetizer of potato skins, washed down with a Miller Light (yes, yes, to all those people who know me well, I usually loathe beer, but in this case there was a Happy Hour special and I’m never one to pass on cheap alcohol). We chatted for a while and caught up on everything, and I eventually drove her back to her car at work in Roseville. I have to say that I had a very nice time, despite it being the cursed birthday day. Now I just have to start planning on how to ignore June 28th next year, when my age will creep ever closer to the evil thirty, but for now I will simply say ‘goodnight boys and girls.’