May 14, 2007 08:59
The week of my birthday, I get to go home on Wednesday for 5 glorious days (well, I guess only four and a half if you wanna be technical). Wine tasting on Wed., my birthday on Thurs, then the big party on Saturday. I can't wait to get out of Utah, and get away from the work bullshit that's been dogging me. So why aren't I more enthused?
Well, plans for my birthday are very up in the air right now since almost all of my friends in SoCal will apparently be in Joshua Tree, which I'm not sure I can or want to do. I may have to support work remotely, and they probably won't be able to reach me out there; even if they could, I doubt I'd have the time and internet access to work on software bugs and upload it to my corporate masters. Besides, I kind of want to have some time to relax and maybe even see my beloved cat who I haven't been able to really spend time with since New Years. Plans are a little undefined for the birthday party as well since the other two 'co-hosts' haven't done anything and I've been a thousand miles away. I know my bar is a bit understocked at the moment, and if we don't have a plan and are mostly doing cocktails, I need to do a rather expensive (and somewhat lengthy and difficult) re-stocking process.
So yeah, looking forward to getting away from Utah, but it's tempered with some other issues. It does make me wonder about some of the things that I hold dear (and why I do so, and whether I should still).