Friday, May 4, 2007

29!! OMG!!!

I welcomed in my birthday last night at midnight singing karaoke and being felt up by gay men. That is exactly how I spent my 21st birthday - except my skirt was a lot shorter, my hair was blonder, and I'm sure I was wearing glitter. Oh, and now I have a curfew. I absolutely love my birthday, and being on Cinco de Mayo Eve, I always stretch it out as long as I can. I'm not so hip on being older, but damnit - you get older every day, your birthday is the one day (or three if you're lucky) that you get to celebrate being alive. If anyone is out tonight at Union Station or Brookside or walking around the Crossroads - you'll know who I am: I'll be wearing a tiara, smiling like I just ate your secret stash of chocolate and parading around like I'm the fucking queen.

Because today, I am.

2 comments:

"The D" said...

I think birthdays should be really big celebrations. After all it's the one day out of the year that it is all about YOU.

I don't understand why people get depressed about b-days. They should think of it as a party to congratulate them for making it through another year, and a reason to try and not get killed before there next b-day.

Having said all that, I am not going to wish you a happy birfday. I am going to say “Congradulations on making it another year!!

Sassywho said...

Happy Birthday! I celebrated the 29 on the 30th of December. Being right after xmas and before NYE, I'm lucky if I get dinner.

Have fun, tons of good stuff this weekend.

I'm taking in all the happenings in Kansas City and saving you all the trouble . . . I'll let you know whether to soak it up or squeeze it out!!