Twenty-Eight

I turned 28 today. There was no big fanfare, just another day, and unlike most I kind of hid from the world. I spent the better part of the day sleeping, then awoke for some XBOX 360, found a moment to sneak out and do some shopping, but pretty much ignored the phone all day and just sulked. It's been a while since I've had a birthday to remember, so long in fact I can't really remember it. For the last few years my birthdays have been depressing, not because i am aging, not because people don't care, but probably mostly because I am in Philadelphia and the bulk of my friends are in Los Angeles, and birthdays just aren't as fun unless you have friends to share it with, couple that with the fact that Tiffany is in Kansas City for a medical conference.

I always thought that 28 was so old growing up. Now I see it really isn't. I still don't feel "adult", maybe because I haven't gotten to the point of settling on doing something with my life. I suppose that is the best way of achieving adulthood. That said, there are probably a lot of kids running around the world. In other ways I do feel old. The aches and pains, the feeling that I can't recapture my youth, or for that matter go back and fix what I did wrong to get to this point (career wise).

Birthdays probably always upset me because I feel like I haven't started my life, and that I have no direction. I mean I have simple direction, getting married, paying bills, etc, but I haven't found that one true thing to inspire a path for my life. I used to think I could have been a musician and that because there were only 5 slots to learn guitar in 5th grade, and my hand happened to be the 6th to go up I was robbed of that opportunity. I was also offered piano lessons at 11 or 12, but I had better things to do at that age, its too bad it wasn't offered earlier or later when I had more appreciation for such things. But I guess its never too late, or so they say because the other night Tiffany gave me probably the single most thoughtful gift I have ever received (she said it was 7 months in planning). Tiffany got me 4 guitar lessons. When I opened the envelope and saw the certificate I started crying. The same reason I cried when I saw Before Sunset, because one day you wake up and your life is passing you by and all the wonder you had when you were younger is squandered. When you are 10 years old, you can do anything you want, like learn to play guitar, but you probably won't fight as hard to ensure you get to.

This time I'm fighting, maybe its a first step toward something new.

And finally... A very merry un-birthday to all of you (except Rachel, because its your birthday too!)

Does Anyone Read This?

So my week was hectic. There are some major changes in the works which include some staffing changes which are hard, but necessary. Also, i haven't been sleeping well the last two weeks so last night I conked out around 9:00 pm because I was feeling sick. Tonight was busy at work, but not busy enough so my brain is fried and I ready for my day off.

Tomorrow, TACO NIGHT!!! Woo Hoo!

Does Anyone Read This? If you do... comment....

City of Brotherly Love?

I am not fond of Pennsylvania. I am not fond of Philadelphia. Don't get me wrong, its a great city for sports, art, culture, museums aplenty, and how could you live without the Philly Cheesesteak? Its just these damn people. I had heard of the East Coast mentality a lot when i lived back in Sunny Southern California. People always said East Coasters are mean, they have a chip on their shoulder and they don't like outsiders, but the size of the chip and the level of meaness is just extraordinary.

Philadelphia is supposed to be the "City of Brotherly Love," which might be true if the brothers are Cain and Abel. The attitudes, constant arguments with customer service agents and anyone else who butts into your conversation got old very fast. I learned to dodge the indecisive Philly drivers who are out to destroy your car with their inability to figure out what they are doing on the road. There are permanent teeth marks on my lip, which I am constantly biting everytime I hear a racist statement, the terms "yous guys", and when I hear that "you just have to deal with people scratching your car around here". But tonight the Philadelphia area (the incident happened just outside city limits) sunk to a new low.

As Tiffany and I were traveling home from our pre-marital counseling appointment (in separate cars because I left from work), someone in oncoming traffic decided to throw what was either a beer bottle or beer can from a moving vehicle at Tiffany's car (which was moving in the opposite direction). Of course it left Tiffany a bit shaken because she thought she had hit something when she just heard what sounded like a small explosion, but alas the damage seems to only be to her side-view mirror which was broken off of the side of her car. Now Tiffany has taken exceptional care of her car and always drives safe, but sometimes you just can't avoid the idiots. The police department of Whitemarsh Township were of course nowhere near the most likely drunk driver, but instead earning their keep in "non-point" speed trap tickets right up the road (I know because I drove by one).

Add this event to the list of reasons I will never live in Philadelphia again, nor recommend anything more than a visit to any of my friends once we get out of here next spring/summer. Thank god the bottle didn't hit the windshield and cause Tiffany to lose control of her car and possibly end up injured. If you're out on the road tonight I say watch out for the Philly idiots who might lob a beer at your car next time you are driving home because I'm sure the lazy cops won't do anything about it.

Let's be Social

So we planned a BBQ today and to have some friends over. But alas they have all bailed on us. Tiffany and I have no problem being alone together on a Sunday, its just thatit's nice to have friends over for fun. This is something we were very used to as the norm in California. If I even had 1/5 the social life I had 3 years ago before the move I would be a very busy guy. Anyway I was looking forward to having some company over so that kind of puts me in the dumps, but what are you gonna do....

Excuse My Absence

Excuse my absence from the blog this week. I have been working 5 days in a row with another 2 left. I had to mess with my schedule last weekend to accommodate Tiffany's Women's Health BBQ (which I was fairly inebriated at) so I started working my 7 day hell week last Saturday night. Monday I was at work for 15 hours because my assistant manager called out sick when I needed to prep for my inventory (which was from 9pm to 3am Tuesday night). Couple all of this with poor sleep and you have one exhausted and irritable person who has been too busy playing his new X-Box 360 in any spare time and thus ignoring the blog.

In better news, I do have this weekend off. Although I am in serious need of a very long vacation..... at least a week.... but not until the wedding.... (loud sigh).

A New Home

Yes friends I am no longer blogging on Myspace. Instead I am going to start blogging like all the normal bloggers of the world... So check back soon.