Tuesday, June 10, 2008
It's my Birthday. It's the anniversary of the day I was born. I don't feel special. Nothing of significant importance happened from yesterday to today. I mean, I aged 1/365.25th yesterday, but nothing magical happened at 11:59:59.
Despite my love for the Birthday party when I was younger; cake, ice cream, present's, pinata's and all, I really don't think its appropriate these days...or appropriate for me at least. Even further, I'm DEFINITELY not one those Celebrate-your-damn-birthday-for-six-weeks-straight -even-though-I-know-at-least-two-people-who've-had-Birthdays-in-between...type people.
So world, June 10th is just like any other day for me...except more people tell me to have a great day than usual, which is good I guess...manners are nice and I like a positive attitude.
Birthday or not, I do what I want. If I want a nice dinner, I eat one. If I want to get tanked, I do that. Show up to work an hour late and unshaven...done. Yeah I still have to go to work, but you know what, I've been eyeing that pair of Dunks for a few weeks now and my apartment in the trendy Lower-Haight ain't gonna pay for itself.
So its my birthday, I'm going to do what I feel like, and tomorrow, wake up and do the same. Although this attitude may come off a little poor me'ish or like a passive aggressive cry for attention, seriously, If you do what you want...everyday feels like your birthday.
Kinda reminds me of a Bad Religion song called "Hooray For Me"
"can you imagine, for a second, doing anything
just 'cuz you want to? well, that's just what I do
so hooray for me (and fuck you!)"
So tonight, Im gonna eat me some Brazilian BBQ, go to a punk rock bar and do exactly what I feel like.
Happy Birthday Me!
Posted by Nob Hill Forreal at 10:10 AM