Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes!
Once I got over the initial "I feel 75! Woe is me!," I had a nice quiet day before getting stir-crazy once the sun went down and deciding to go to a concert. I had already decided that the mood for the day was "sullen and pouty," so I stood in the corner doing just that and people watching. Can I declare this '80s revival over? I'm tired of seeing people look like drunken clowns. Though, it seems like people are starting to go the grunge route. I felt like I was stuck in a 1992 by way of 1983 time warp. One of the bands was doing a neo-Bush thing. Who the fuck would think that Bush is worthy of an imitator? That's like a knockoff of Tropical Fantasy for 35 cents. Another piece of advice: rock bands step away from the synthesizers and the drum machines. Just do it. You'll feel better tomorrow. Enough is enough. I can't take it anymore. I remembered awfully quickly why I don't go to too many rock shows. Yet with that said, I will check out Benzos again because I liked them despite my negative frame of mind.
I needed to chill after all that, so I made my way over to 419. Before stumbling on a truly dope party, the notable was getting my Taylor's 10 in a big glass. Oh yes. I was living up the b-day for real. The sweetest present was from my friend at the bakery I stop at on my way home. I revealed it was my birthday and he insisted I pick any cake I wanted. My response was "a whole freaking cake?" or along those lines and five minutes later, I was trudging along with a strawberry shortcake in a box. That was awesome.
Another day, another interview. I felt really on and think it went smashingly well, even though it couldn't be any more removed from what I want to do. I suppose that figures though. If I get it, I wouldn't complain. Oh wait, yes I would, because the salary's barely enough to live on even at home. *sigh* Figures. Still, there's other things bubbling that I hope to report on really soon. 23 is pretty okay right now I've got to say. No complaints from me yet.
Money was yesterday's present du jour and I used it to buy some new shoes, among other things. There's the party tomorrow which will have almost too many people and hopefully be a good time for all. I have to admit I feel semi-nervous as a hostess. I always psych myself out and think no one will ever come. Regardless, I'm ready to see everyone and celebrate for real.
