Couldn't Ask For Anything Better

Thanks for the birthday wishes! I think this was the best birthday I've had in a few years. I spent the day getting a manicure and hanging out with my best friend, and then in the evening I was surrounded by many of my favorite people. There were friends I've met since moving to the city, some from college, and others from high school. We enjoyed a fulfilling Italian meal and three liters of Chianti before dancing up a storm to the hits of the 70s and 80s.

The end of the evening reminded me of my 22nd birthday, which was the first time FFG and I got together. This was in college, the night before my birthday, and I had left the bar and was walking back to my apartment alone. Suddenly, FFG and a few of his friends passed me, and he dragged me back to the bar to buy me a birthday drink. We ended up sitting at the bar together until we were told to leave, and we went back to my place for awhile. Two years later, during my 24th celebration, I decided I wanted to leave the bar (this happens often) and started making my way toward the door. Just as I got there, FFG walked in. He had waited in line for twenty minutes and was not going to let me leave. Besides, it was my birthday! He bought me a drink and then we went downstairs to join my friends. I was in shock that he had shown up at all. He had brought another friend (who we lost early on), but he had come downtown and waited in line in the cold weather to see me. We hadn't spoken or seen each other since November. But it didn't seem to matter.

After a night of random shots and drinks purchased for me, I was feeling pretty rough. I spent the majority of Sunday afternoon in bed watching Manhattan and napping. Since I had the day off today, I vowed to actually get out and do something with myself. I took myself to the movies to see Good Night, and Good Luck (thanks for the recommendation, Max) and I'm off to Second City tonight for a friend's performance.

Not a bad three-day weekend....