March 12, 2005

march 12.

my birthday.

i'm 27 years old.

well, not quite yet. it's 1:53 a.m. now, and i wasn't really born until 2:02 a.m. so i'm actually 9 whole minutes away from turning 27.

but for all intents and purposes (or, as i thought the saying went until only a few short years ago, "for all intensive purposes"), i'm one year older.

shit.

i'm fucking old.

i just got back from a bar where i was getting my groove on, so to speak, with a little bald guy who i ran into tonight, coincidentally, after meeting him at that same bar a few weeks ago. he's a mean dancer, that's for sure. it was good times. but i'm so not in the mood for the on-the-prowl bar scene these days.

i returned to philly today after spending 4 days in stafford, virginia, where i was staying with my best friend from college. i took this week off to celebrate my bday and visit her because i hadn't seen her since a little over a year ago when we went to new orleans together. it was super relaxing, and an absolute delight to spend a few solid days hanging out with her. we played bingo, which is much more fun (and requires much more concentration) than you'd think. i won $75, much to the chagrin of the chain-smoking regulars sitting on all sides of us -- happy bday to me. we also went into d.c. one evening to see my former co-clerk, who i miss a whole heck of a lot, and a friend of mine from law school, who is a public defender in d.c. now.

all in all, it was a fantastic trip. and i got there on the chinatown bus, which is convenient and cheap as all get out. seeing my college friend involved much tv-watching, much laughing, and much analyzing of both of our lives, as usual. she had some interesting things to say and some fascinating predictions to make, one of which involved a particular situation from my past and ended up striking me as a bit surprising and unsettling.

but i'm trying to put that out of my head for the time being.

i came back today in plenty of time to prepare for my official bday festivities, which include dinner and drinks and good times tomorrow night (actually tonight, technically speaking). my law school roommate is coming down from new york, my sister is coming in from the suburbs, and a high school friend i haven't seen in years is coming to the city to meet me.

i just hope that the food will be good enough, and i will get tipsy enough, to drown out the occasional nagging feeling that something is missing.

as long as the bar has touch-screen photohunt, and as long as my friends bring a cake, i should be fine.

am i really 27?

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