Update

So my birthday was just grand. I am still hung over from it. It was superb, more superb than I would have imagined. I spent a reasonable amount of time stuck in traffic trying to shuffle from place to place, but overall, I am still grinning from the amount of fun I had. Just a quick rundown...

The eve of, I went to a little apartment meet and greet thingie at Dolce. Met up with some would be tenants, drank, talked, and had fun. Bought myself some tee-shirts from Minoritees.com, very fashionable and eccentric, and it was $50 off a $100 purchase which amounted to so much more for me. Bumped into my co-worker neighbor in front of Atlantic Grill, we talked laughed and chatted up the new neighbors' man problem. Then, had dinner, went to bed at a little after 1am watching Hav Plenty - very good movie by the way I wonder what happened to him.

The day of - June 6th. Did not get that much sleep, tossed and turned eventually waking up at 8am. Walked over to Starbucks for some good coffee and relaxation. Got the usual Happy Birthday phone calls from my family. Went to Dillards to get the Ben Sherman t-shirt that I glanced on sale, then got dressed to go to church. Made it just in time. After mass went to my birthday lunch at Blue Ridge Grill, where the table I had reserved was decorated with Birthday confetti fitting for such a momentous occasion. The food was subpar, but the service was top notch. I particularly enjoyed having the mental break and reflective moment just sitting there eating, sipping on champagne, and taking in the day. Went to World of Coca-cola. Reminded me of being in a new city, which was the feeling I was going for. I hardly ever go to that part of town so it felt like seeing something new. I cut across Centennial Olympic Park walking to the Coke building, and because it was the start of summer and a particularly hot day kids were playing at the water fountain. There were these cute kids who saw me taking pictures and insisted that I take a picture of them. And I obliged them. Every time I think of them, I smile. It was hilarious. Then, I came home - took me an hour to dress up for the concert. Went to the concert and the dumbass singer took over an hour to emerge from her dressing room. I only got to see the opening act - Vinx - before I had to leave to join my friends for dinner. I had invited about 6 people, but as you can see from the picture below, only 2 people showed up. But I didn't want to let that dampen my day. We had dinner and went downstairs to join the rest of the "party" as they termed it at the restaurant. It actually turns into a night club at 11pm, very cheesy niteclub, with the cheesiest hip-hop this side of Atlanta. But I was high from it being my Birthday so I didn't care.

Went to bed at a little after 2am...and that was it. Wonderfully wonderful. My only regret is that I didn't get to see the artist that I had paid hard money to see, but she took too damn long to come out of her dressing room and begin the show. And so it is Sunday and I am hungover badly from all the weekend outings. It got really tiresome but enjoyable, like I said, I am going to ease out on the outings for a while and concentrate on other things...yes, I am. I didn't get anyone's number and nobody asked me for mine. Hopefully, that's not a sign of another drought to come. It was just me living the life, racking up credit card bills and taking it all in. Ready for being 34 and single, hopefully not for too much longer. And I prayed for that as well.