I arrived at work to find my inbox
flooded with e-greetings
. They're an obnoxious 'net scourge, but it's the thought that counts
So far my birthday has been ducky. I'm still at work and fully expect mom will show up with a bushel of cupcakes or something ridiculously childish. Though I'll be embarrassed as all get out, I will love every moment of it. Or maybe she won't in which case I can heave a sigh of relief.
After work a bunch of us are gathering at a pool hall downtown. I expect many free drinks. Next I'll be off to a birthday dinner hosted by a couple of outrageous drag queens at a Mexican restaurant. Can you say "head-sized margaritas?" I won't be able to by 8pm tonight...
I don't know what'll happen after that... this is probably fine seeing as I won't be able to remember much of it in the morning (but I think it will involve 80's night at some trashy disco).
Hurray for birthdays!
Oh. I'm 27 in case you're curious.