Oh, the countless times I have sat at a bar with a karaoke song request slip in hand, desperate to remember the name of the band that does "King of Wishful Thinking." It's by Go West. Not only is it the name of a totally righteous band, it's also my charge in life for now. Go West! And I will!
It's my last day of work. It's my last day of work!!!! And it's my birthday. 08.08.08. You really can't get a much cooler birthday than that. If it were merely my birthday, or merely my last day, I might consider doing a little bit of work-related stuff. But, since it's both, I'm not even pretending to do anything. I think I carried a box of papers that need to be shredded down to the basement earlier. That's the extent of my working today.
Fond farewells and such. There is a goodbye lunch for me today at this really great pizza place. I hope a few people actually show up. The verdict is still out on how many people actually like me here... but I guess I'm about to quantify my popularity. Aside from the people who are on vacation (who I will just assume wouldn't have missed my goodbye lunch for the world if they were in town), there may only be a few people in attendance. Would it be inappropriate to order a beer?
Celebrations tonight will be epic. You know... I'm just thinking about how the only calls I got last night were from ex-boyfriends. My own twin brother didn't even call me! I have come to conclusion that there is a gestation period of about a year after which the boys who dump me realize that I'm actually awesome. But I will take calls/texts from exes over no calls/texts.
I'm not sure why I felt it was necessary to celebrate my birthday last night when I knew that tonight would be the actual celebration. I have a tradition of celebrating my birthday no less than three times, so I guess I might as well keep that up. Many free drinks last night. Many glasses of water at home. Large headache anyway. Something tells me that free pizza in an hour will help.
Holy shit! It's my last day of work.
Good lord, please don't let me cry.
1 comment:
I hope you had a great birthday! And last day of work! (And opening day of Olympics)
What a big day!
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