Where did the last year go? It seems like it was only a couple months ago that Jamie, Scott, Dave, Chrissy and I were sitting around at Chrissy & Dave's celebrating my 21st. How am I 22 already? When did those months come and go? Last night my mom treated us to tacos and burritos for my birthday. My dad came over. That was akward, to say the least. Eventually Jamie showed up and "joined" us for dinner (sorry chica, I just have to tease you one last time, then I'll be done). Then her and I went out to see American Wedding. It had it's "Oh jeez" moments, but for the most part it was a very cute movie. ...Dear god, did I just call a movie cute? *shakes his head* Afterwards we just came back here and crashed for the night. Though it was a fairly uneventful evening, it was one of the best birthdays I've had in a long time, mostly because I was actually willing to accept that it was my birthday this year. Most years I just shrug it off and tell people "it's just like any other day". This year I accepted birthday greetings happily and thanked everyone and felt sincere about it. I think I'm getting old or something.
After I got off work today, I went and spent a little of the birthday cizash. Picked up Duncan Sheik's self-titled (I blame Tara for that purchase), the American Wedding soundtrack (about half the tracks on it are standard radio fare, but the rest are worthwhile), and Children of Dune on dvd. Still plenty of money leftover for me to go guitar hunting with in the near future. I need to see if maybe I can con Leslie's bf into helping me buy a guitar since he's the only guitar player I know locally (he is the only guitar player I know locally, right?). Maybe I'll be decent enough that I can take the guitar with me to Miami in November and get in some hours of true beach bum lifestyle. I'll talk about the Miami trip later. For now, I'm going to try to wind down and get some sleep soon.