What a weekend...Kinda
Well, as I last updated, it was a day or two before the big two-oh, which is, y'know, kinda special. No longer a teenager, actually have to pretend I have responsibilities, all that jazz. Supposed to hang out with Jeremiah and Heather Saturday night. Jeremiah apparently went to Tucson. Very lame, especially since this isn't the first time he's ditched me in the last couple weeks, but at least with those, he told me he was going to, rather than letting me find out through other people. *Sigh* Was supposed to hang out with Joe, was at the new Resident Evil movie when he called, couldn't get a hold of him after I got out. I hear he got a second job, though, so he might've passed out early for that. Only a couple people actually called or said something, including Dad, which was nice to talk to him, but I never got back to calling him, seeing as I was trying to get a hold of everyone else and by the time I figured it was too late, it was 9:00 here, which means it was 12:00 there. Sunday was fairly uneventful. Went to a place on 44th and Thomas called the Heartattack Grill, which is everything it's cracked up to be. The waitresses are naughty nurses, and the food is advertised as greasy and bad for you, so I like it. :P Good food, good atmosphere, and I'm not just saying that because of the scantily clad womens. It's nice, it's quiet (for the most part), I like it. After that, went back to the parentals, hung out. Didn't do fighter practice, 'cause by the time we were gonna be able to leave, it was gonna be 7:30-8:00, which means I can't really do anything. Anyway, I think that's really about it. Disappointed, little upset, and my "Try-not-to-get-excited-about-your-own-birthday-thing" has been well founded once more.