My birthday in review...
So my birthday was...relatively uneventful. I spent most of the day waiting for the UPS man (because when they deliver to my apartment building they require a signature)...he was supposed to come between 2 and 5pm. He came at 7:15pm. Really? Anyway, it was a package from Victoria's Secret with some necessities (bras and panties) as well a few tops and a couple of dresses. I actually like both dresses - one is a jersey dress with a fun print that looks pretty good on me...the other is a faux leather-sparkly-snakeskin black strapless number. I look HOT in it. I'm not sure I'd ever have the courage to wear it out...but damn. That's a nice little ego boost...
I'm a bit...disappointed that no one invited me out. It's one thing to post birthday wishes on FB...it's another to actually do something nice for someone. My LJ friends are different - we're internet pals, not real-life friends...and most of you don't live anywhere near me. So I obviously wouldn't expect any of you to be like, "Hey, let's go out!" (P.S. Thank you to those of you who wished me a happy b-day...it was greatly appreciated!) But pretty much all of my FB friends are friends and family...and at least half of them live nearby. No one - not even my work posse - asked me out to lunch or dinner or drinks. And we've all gone out for dinner/drinks for all of THEIR birthdays. I get that my birthday is in the summer and we're not actually at work...but does that mean I have to be left out of the celebrating? That sucks...
And I didn't plan anything because it always get fucked up and I just end up getting frustrated. Last year for my 30th birthday, all I wanted was to get a few close friends together for dinner. First half of them bailed (some on the same day), then everyone was late. The reservation was for 7, and my first friend arrived at 7:30...the friend who picked me up did so maybe quarter after 7, and my other friend got there over an hour late. I know...I KNOW they wouldn't do that to any of their other friends. Only me. And while we ended up having a good time anyway, it still aggravated me to no end.
In any case, I was kinda hoping that someone would ask me if I wanted to do something - anything - to celebrate. Nope. Not a word.
However, I did go out to karaoke last night and hung out with some of Billy's (aka "my Jacob") friends. Sadly, he couldn't be bothered to come because he had work today (he ALWAYS works on Wednesday, but somehow manages to come to karaoke most Tuesday nights...and I understand that he had both Monday and Tuesday off, so today was his first day back to work...but it was my goddamn birthday! Give me a break!). On the plus side, his friend Robin, who is quite possibly the only female member of his crew that I actually get along with, did come. None of the other girls/girlfriends particularly like either of us, so it's always nice for one of us if the other one is around. I also spent a good amount of time hanging with one of his other friends, Tarik, who seems to have a high tolerance for my particular brand of insanity. So I had fun. :-)
And yes...as promised I did pull my crush aside at the end of the night to tell him that I liked him. First, I apologized for being such a jerk around him (which he argued with me about...apparently he's never found me to be mean or obnoxious), then I admitted that my remarks are a result of a crush that I have on him...that I get that he's not interested, and once I get over him, I'll be much more pleasant to be around. He just kinda...stared at me for a few seconds. Then I told him to go home and go to bed (since he had work today), and I returned to the bar.
I got some balls on me, man. I do.
Speaking of balls...my brother, who is currently in Spain, ran with the bulls today. And lived to tell the tale. He texted, then called me, a little after 6am to tell me that he survived the run almost completely unscathed...save his pinkie toe which was "smashed," whatever that means. He and his friends have also decided not to do it again (much to my mother's delight), even though they have runs every day for the rest of the week. Apparently once was enough.
I'm a bit...disappointed that no one invited me out. It's one thing to post birthday wishes on FB...it's another to actually do something nice for someone. My LJ friends are different - we're internet pals, not real-life friends...and most of you don't live anywhere near me. So I obviously wouldn't expect any of you to be like, "Hey, let's go out!" (P.S. Thank you to those of you who wished me a happy b-day...it was greatly appreciated!) But pretty much all of my FB friends are friends and family...and at least half of them live nearby. No one - not even my work posse - asked me out to lunch or dinner or drinks. And we've all gone out for dinner/drinks for all of THEIR birthdays. I get that my birthday is in the summer and we're not actually at work...but does that mean I have to be left out of the celebrating? That sucks...
And I didn't plan anything because it always get fucked up and I just end up getting frustrated. Last year for my 30th birthday, all I wanted was to get a few close friends together for dinner. First half of them bailed (some on the same day), then everyone was late. The reservation was for 7, and my first friend arrived at 7:30...the friend who picked me up did so maybe quarter after 7, and my other friend got there over an hour late. I know...I KNOW they wouldn't do that to any of their other friends. Only me. And while we ended up having a good time anyway, it still aggravated me to no end.
In any case, I was kinda hoping that someone would ask me if I wanted to do something - anything - to celebrate. Nope. Not a word.
However, I did go out to karaoke last night and hung out with some of Billy's (aka "my Jacob") friends. Sadly, he couldn't be bothered to come because he had work today (he ALWAYS works on Wednesday, but somehow manages to come to karaoke most Tuesday nights...and I understand that he had both Monday and Tuesday off, so today was his first day back to work...but it was my goddamn birthday! Give me a break!). On the plus side, his friend Robin, who is quite possibly the only female member of his crew that I actually get along with, did come. None of the other girls/girlfriends particularly like either of us, so it's always nice for one of us if the other one is around. I also spent a good amount of time hanging with one of his other friends, Tarik, who seems to have a high tolerance for my particular brand of insanity. So I had fun. :-)
And yes...as promised I did pull my crush aside at the end of the night to tell him that I liked him. First, I apologized for being such a jerk around him (which he argued with me about...apparently he's never found me to be mean or obnoxious), then I admitted that my remarks are a result of a crush that I have on him...that I get that he's not interested, and once I get over him, I'll be much more pleasant to be around. He just kinda...stared at me for a few seconds. Then I told him to go home and go to bed (since he had work today), and I returned to the bar.
I got some balls on me, man. I do.
Speaking of balls...my brother, who is currently in Spain, ran with the bulls today. And lived to tell the tale. He texted, then called me, a little after 6am to tell me that he survived the run almost completely unscathed...save his pinkie toe which was "smashed," whatever that means. He and his friends have also decided not to do it again (much to my mother's delight), even though they have runs every day for the rest of the week. Apparently once was enough.