Birthday

Tomorrow is my Birthday. I'll be 29. People keep asking me about it being my last birthday of my 20's. It doesn't feel like a milestone to me. It's another year where I kind of just "got by". Not that I'm sad or anything about that. Given the circumstances I feel like I did VERY well this year in terms of personal growth and even growing up a bit.

I had my birthday thing the other night. I was doing okay until Nelly bought me a shot of vodka, and then Natasha got me a glass of scotch. They brought another girl from the high school years who I haven't seen in probably a decade, and she brought some weed and... well drunk Jamie has never been super great at making decisions. Despite the lack of inner circle exclusivity (I had a few people there that I would like to bring in, but I'm not sure yet), I still had an amazing time.

I think I handled myself reasonably well. I was asked a lot of questions that I think I dodged pretty well. I just didn't feel like answering them for real while I'm drunk, mostly because I don't think I could correctly articulate the right and complex answer.

Yesterday was recovery, and today is writing, music, and planning for my trip to San Jose. Still not sure how I'm getting to the airport. I need to be at the airport for 430am.

I'll probably just take a Taxi...