Gangsta Mittens
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So this is 2008?

I’ve been sleep most of the day. And it was that good sleep to. On the sofa, lots of body heat. Quiet house. It was lovely.

Last night was pretty cool too. Went to a party at a club. Watched the rookies puke their brains out throughout the club. i’m glad i was never *that* chick. The whole thing was sad to watch. I mean really… find a trashcan or something. Lack of respect. But I didn’t let that ruin my night. I enjoyed myself in moderation and so today i can relax without it being a painful experience.

I’ve set a lot of goals for myself this year so it’ll be interesting to see how it all plays out. At any rate i’m gonna get some more rest and figure out how to make the most of the next 366 days (leap year bitches!!!!)

So…

My bday didn’t turn out as bad as I thought. I stuffed my face, saved more than I spent at the mall, stuffed my face some more, and laffed alot. I think I am officially ready to leae 2007 behind. I already know i’m going to break my new years “resolutions” so I’ll just think of them as “guidelines”. Either way I got some shit i’m tryna change.

Need to shrink my already small circle of friends/acquaintances and just keep a generally low profile. I put up with toooooo much bullshit in ’07; I need to change that for ’08.

And that concludes my last entry on 2007. I’ll be posting something nostalgic whilst nursing a hangover tomorrow I’m sure.

Be safe!

So… here it is. 32. Wow. To be honest, I don’t think that I ever gave much thought to what 32 would be like. When I was younger, my thirties was just so far off and so OLD. But now i realize that i’m just getting started.

Yesterday I went to what is by FAR my favorite family tradition: Birthday parties at Shirley’s. I love that we always get together for bdays. There were lots of laffs… some at my expense… but i still had a ball. Afterwards me and B headed to Fogo de Chão. *blink* So ok, I like meat… but *this* place did things to meat I couldn’t believe. So flavorful, perfectly cooked, just delicious. Lamb? Ribs? Chicken? I was in heaven. I was full but didn’t want to stop eating. Add to that the fact that they made a good ass mojito? I could live there. Sucks that I’m giving up meat for 2008. :-\

Afterwards we headed to a coworker’s house to watch the Patriots/Giants game. Pats won and got their perfect season… now hopefully the Skins can pull out a win today and head to the playoffs.

I think we’re going to brunch in a few. In addition to it being my bday, 2 yrs ago today a drunk Monica saw B in the club and professed her crush on him. He didn’t run away so here we are today. That’s the closest thing to an anniversary we have. But yeah.. food… shopping and football. That’s today’s agenda.

Yesterday was an incredibly up and down day and to be honest I’m still a little confused about what all exactly happened.

I’ve been feeling fairly blah lately because for the most part my bday weekend has and will be a bust. I take a decent amount of responsibility for that but it just seems like all my plans keep falling thru. It’s no secret that I’m ultra sensitive and when you throw in the most important day to me of the year, it can turn ugly quickly.

The day started off decently. I went to work knowing i’d be able to bounce early. I wanted to hit up a happy hour but didn’t really have anyone to go with. As I’m heading home, B calls and says he’ll hit a happy hour with me… Yay. We head to the spot… good drinks good food then within about 40 minutes B says he’s tired and wants to rest before going to work. So we head home and i’m like cool. I’ll just take a nap cuz too cuz i’m supposed to get up with a friend that night. I wake up, get dressed and head out to pick up my friend. I get about 7 minutes out and i’m told “nah don’t come now, run you other errand first.” I’m kinda blown but just figured he wasn’t done at work yet. Cool. Head in the complete opposite direction to pick up a package at UPS where i’m the 24th person in line. (sigh)

Sometime during my wait in line I get a message that’s essentially like “I guess we’re not hanging out tonight”… now… this message is from the same person who tells me i should go ahead and handle my other errand first. So i’m like “you tell me”… no response. Basically I got the extreme brush off move. I know because i’ve done it. It goes: stall, blame the other person, become unavailable. It seriously took about 2 hours for me to get a definite “no”. So essentially I wasted my birthday friday waiting to get stood up. not cute. To add insult to injury, when I finally did get brushed off, the person made it clear that they weren’t really interested in my friendship by hurling a totally unnecessary remark my way *blink* word? Cool. So now not only did i get stood up, I lost a friend. Awesome.

I headed home and just decided to do homework. In the midst of texting B to tell him that i had gotten the package from UPS I became (probably unjustifiably) upset at the fact that he seemed completely uninterested in the fact that my day was sucking and that convo disintegrated into an email fight. (sigh)

The saving grace for my friday was an e-convo with a friend of mine who’s going thru some stuff right there. I was able to be there for him and lend a shoulder which felt nice. I didn’t really get much sleep last night though… and around 6am things just really came to a head. I was angry, hurt about the loss of a friend, and just generally blah… so i cried… hard… and now at noon, my face looks like i cried hard (frown).

I’m hoping today will be better.

In all my 32 yrs I don’t think I’ve ever done what I wanted to do on my bday. Having a birthday scrunched in between Christmas and New Years leaves me feeling like more of a hassle than a celebrant on most occassions. For several years in a row I’ve wanted to go to Jamaica, San Francisco, anyplace,USA, for my birthday but there’s always a reason that can’t happen. Folks are usually too broke from Christmas or saving up for the “real” fun on NYE to want to spend time with me.

And so, this is how it looks like I’ll be spending yet another birthday. Trying to cram my celebration in amongst what people “really” want to do and ultimately, getting lost in the shuffle.

Despite how “woe is me” this sounds that’s really not the intent. This is just my reminder to myself to not look forward to 33 or any future bdays.