ZOMG!
I remember when you were still a fresh faced 31-year old, so full of vigor and Guiness. Those were innocent times, when “work” meant showing up in a Hawaiian print shirt and talking to people via “the internets”… while casually surpressing a hangover from the previous night’s DJ’ing. The women in your life were varied (except for mainstay Bikini Jennifer – may she R.I.P.), and your diet consisted of slurpees and burgers at Darcy’s.
Now look at you! Such a grown man! You have “manager” in your job title (pronounced “mahn-ah-shay”) and are poised to be married – and not to Bikini Jennifer (may she R.I.P.)! You live in a big city, and eat home cooked meals, and have somewhat of a schedule!!
And you’ve taken it all in with your trademark laugh and joie de vie – I knew you when, Adrian, and I am glad to know you now.
Happy birthday old (not THAT kind of “old”) friend. Well, OK, you’ll always be a bit of that “old” to me as well.
Much love,
Xoxox
Jason a.k.a. Sylvia a.k.a Donna a.k.a Caet a.k.a. jesteR a.k.a. I dunno, you know.
Oh, Donna. I don’t know.
Cashier?
35.. I’m a day late.. hmm… I remember when.. yea! Came across a poem you left in a poetry book I had written in years ago.. not sure if you remember it. Looked through our old yearbook.. what a gem! Happy Birthday my Friend!
Tara, wow. Why am I surprised? I’m here too. I hope you had a good time last night. I didn’t forget your birthday, but I didn’t say hi, or send wishes either. I suck. Maybe as you age, it reminds me that I’m aging, and I’d rather just deny that the whole aging process is even taking place. Anyway, I’m sure Maigen took good care of you, and I hope it was a good time. Have a great year.
Thanks, guys. Maigen did take great care of me. It’s been an exhausting week but we managed to have some fun in there too. Much (much) love to Leslie for the spoiling. And the swordfish. Dayum, girl.
Lesley: I have to go to the bathroom.
M&A: Well, why don’t you just move to Vancouver?
=)