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Belated Birthday Bedazzlement
So, yeah, I turned 30 last week. I guess this is supposed to be a big milestone where you put your life in perspective and see where you are in the grand scheme of things. You're supposed to be well into the start of your real life by 30, or at least that's what the general perception in society says. If this is the case, then I'm not too tremendously disapppointed with my life. I'm in the career I want to be in, and progressing in it the way I wish. I've got a fantastic girlfriend. I've got good hobbies and good friends. I have a cat. Things could be worse honestly. So, yeah, no problem with 30. I just wish I'd made my first million by now.
Festivities were held last Friday with a great turnout by my dear friends. Lots of nice presents and well wishings. Only downside was when Ling was denied his dinner by the Olive Garden staff and no one even bothered to give him an apology. Fuck you Olive Garden. If they had any balls whatsoever a manager should've been to the table in a flash giving out free meals and offereing to perform the three cuts. Their shitty service has ensured that there will be no more birthdays at that establishment.
On my birthday I worked 9 hours at Circuit City. Yay.
:ast Monday, Dad made his way down from Florence to have lunch with Deborah and I. Clearly, that was a great event since Dad hasn't visited in forever. He gave me a new book, a grooming kit and a Civil War era sword. The sword was a nice gesture, but not great for a reenactor like myself. Sadly, it's an infantry officer's sword and I'm a Cavalry enlisted man. Not much I can do with it but display it. Very cool though.
Tuesday was the nicest day of the bunch though. Deborah and I had put off a more intimate celebration of my birthday till then due to the very limited time we had available. She had arranged a day that really made me feel incredibly special and was fantasticly crafted. She surprised me with a trip to the ever expensive but very cool Carrabas , where I was given the gift of Borat, a special edition of the movie Patton (one of my faves) and another very nice gift that was more or less for just us. It was a magnificent evening beyond all comprehension and one of the best birthdays ever. All thanks to Deborah.
Anyway, that was how it all went down. As I say, I'm at ease with 30 years of my life being done. It just all went so fucking fast. I hope the next 30 will pass a bit slower. Damned time.
Festivities were held last Friday with a great turnout by my dear friends. Lots of nice presents and well wishings. Only downside was when Ling was denied his dinner by the Olive Garden staff and no one even bothered to give him an apology. Fuck you Olive Garden. If they had any balls whatsoever a manager should've been to the table in a flash giving out free meals and offereing to perform the three cuts. Their shitty service has ensured that there will be no more birthdays at that establishment.
On my birthday I worked 9 hours at Circuit City. Yay.
:ast Monday, Dad made his way down from Florence to have lunch with Deborah and I. Clearly, that was a great event since Dad hasn't visited in forever. He gave me a new book, a grooming kit and a Civil War era sword. The sword was a nice gesture, but not great for a reenactor like myself. Sadly, it's an infantry officer's sword and I'm a Cavalry enlisted man. Not much I can do with it but display it. Very cool though.
Tuesday was the nicest day of the bunch though. Deborah and I had put off a more intimate celebration of my birthday till then due to the very limited time we had available. She had arranged a day that really made me feel incredibly special and was fantasticly crafted. She surprised me with a trip to the ever expensive but very cool Carrabas , where I was given the gift of Borat, a special edition of the movie Patton (one of my faves) and another very nice gift that was more or less for just us. It was a magnificent evening beyond all comprehension and one of the best birthdays ever. All thanks to Deborah.
Anyway, that was how it all went down. As I say, I'm at ease with 30 years of my life being done. It just all went so fucking fast. I hope the next 30 will pass a bit slower. Damned time.
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