Clearly I'm sober ... so that's one strike against it. It's 2:39am ... yet another strike. If any of you don't get why that sucks then I'm very sorry for you and your pathetic lives. I went to the movies ... ALONE! And I keep getting the urge to tear up for no explicable reason.
Well, to be honest I think I know the reason, but I just prefer not to acknowledge it.
I won't go into further details on why my birthday sucked. Suffice it to say I did not end up having dinner at Bubba Gump Shrimp. Nor did I end up going to this bar/club with friends. But I did get a good head start on a new fan fiction and I'm almost done with my cousin's homework, which she's paying me for so the day wasn't a total lost.
Still, the fact that this is how my 26th birthday went down is rather depressing. I'm approaching 30 and my life has already developed a pattern of suckiness that makes me cringe inwardly. Rest assured I will not be spending my next birthday like this.
But there were a few bright spots to the night. While going to a phone booth in Times Square to call home to see if anyone had called looking for me to explain why they weren't outside of Bubba Gump Shrimp even though I was an hour late ... I saw the most unbelievable 'Only in New York' moment.
A man placed about twenty snowballs on the ground next to a sign that said 'Snowballs 4 Sale.' LOL that's right, some guy was trying to sell snowballs for five bucks a pop. LOL Only in New York.
That's one of those moments where you just smile, or laugh out loud as many people were doing, and thank God you lived in New York, because only here are such things possible.
There was also another moment that had me laughing that I wanted to add along with that to my People Watching segments, but I can't remember what the hell it was at all. Damn don't you hate when that happens?
So that's my birthday. Great huh? Wondering around Time Square alone on a Saturday night, sipping on a White Chocolate Mocha with Raspberry syrup (bad idea on the syrup) from Starbucks after going to the movies alone. Well, at least I got to see 'In Good Company.' Oh my God do I love Topher Grace. He's just so fantastic. Excellent movie. I'm going to miss you on That 70's Show Topher, but I love Jackie and Hyde so I'll survive.
I'm still trying to remember that other moment that I had, but it's just not coming ... so I'm going to pause here for a second and try to remember. Please don't hang ... um close the window ...
Ugh sorry, I just can't remember. I tried to retrace my steps, but no such luck. I remember coming out of the train station, lighting up a cigarette ... which reminds me, remind me to tell you guys about this teeny bopper I saw fake puffing at a bus stop a couple weeks ago, thinking she looked so damn cool when in fact she looked like a moron, because you could totally see that she wasn't inhaling. She was not even pulling any smoke in her mouth she was just putting the stick in her mouth and then taking it back out again and exhaling hard like she was a marathon runner. Moron!
I wrote a couple paragraphs about it intending to write an article, but I didn't. Actually now that I think about it I think that article turned into the Popularity one ... nevermind then.
Anyway, I walked to Times Square, my hair looked fricking fabulous by the way. It's a coppery, mahogany color that just looks awesome. I stood outside Bubba Gump Shrimp, then I went inside Bubba Gump Shrimp where they had a television in the lobby showing, what else? ... Forrest Gump. They sell boxes of chocolates called 'Life's like a box of chocolates.'
Went back outside, fired up another ciggy ... bought a pack of Listerine Strips cause I needed change for the pay phone, and because I had intended to spend a hell of a lot of time sucking face with someone, but it cost two dollars so the guy gave me back $18 in bills. So then I bought a Pepsi, made my phone call, got stuck in the middle of some tourists taking pictures, went to make another phone call, this time to find out if things were on for the club ... They were NOT. This is when I saw the guy with the snowballs. Then I went back to pace in front of Bubba Gump Shrimp.
Guess I was wrong about seeing something else interesting, because that was pretty much it until I got sick of standing in the cold waiting for someone to show up who had probably long left. Can't really get that pissed since it was probably my fault I ended up alone on my birthday, because I was the one who was late. That's when I went to see what was showing in the movie theater and decided on In Good Company.
So I guess the moral of this story is, I like saying Bubba Gump Shrimp, and apparently I'm into product placement. That's right. I'm a capitalist whore. Sue me.
My birthday sucked. SUCKED!