so i made it out alive….my bday came and went, and now i’m old. i visited my parents and ate cake…came home and watched some hellsing….then hit night trips. of course it just didn’t feel the same….felt like such an outsider, but i did get to see deja, so funny too….she looked at us like “omg i can’t believe it….” i haven’t seen her in a while. so, drank a few beers, listened to some good music…saw some jackasses trying to hit on the girls…a usual evening. happy birthday to me.