The Golden Birthday
So the other day (Monday being that day) I turned 23 years old on the 23rd of January. I am told by some that means it was my "Golden Birthday." It was damn good. Golden? Sure. But damn good? Definitely.
I spent the bulk of the weekend hanging out with good 'ol UD'ers Liz, Leslie, Pete, Tony, and even HT for a brief while. My birthday became the excuse to descend upon Newark for the month of January and it will be Pete and Leslie's birthdays which will result in a rally in Newark or Royersford sometime next month. We're into the birthday roll.
Pictures for the weekend are up in a few places: my flickr, Leslie's flickr, and Tony's flickr. Many of those pictures are from the "catch the marshmallow" game Leslie and I played for around 45 minutes. Please don't think less of us. We're good people... who like to attempt catching very very very dirty pieces of gelatin, sugar, and air in our mouths while people watch and photograph us. In fact, with everyone watching, I felt a little famous.
We played board games, we drank a bit, we hid in the dark when Tony arrived and tried to scare him, we played more board games, we played the celebrity game (which was later renamed "Yellow Tail" by Quentin, his girlfriend Rachel, and Kaes upon another play that featured wine). It was a great weekend.
Pete gave me framed versions of these pictures:
(well that last one of him and me is a slightly better picture where laughing is happening).
The frames are great and I can't wait to hang them up. I just can't decide if I should add them to the movie stars wall or if I should go somewhere else with them.
Kasey gave me a bucket which was actually the property of Ray Street containing a used hockey video game (NHL 2k3 with Roenick on the cover), four Jones' sodas (of which I've already drank three), a miniature of Jack Daniels' Old Time (a drink that between us carries the history of the second of the only two times I've been drunk), a box of delicious cookies, and a personalized mix CD. He also bought me dinner (Pizza Hut pepperoni lover's stuffed crust which must've ruptured some of my internal organs, because it hurt hours later).
I received a bevy of cards, emails, facebook messages, text messages, and IMs from my adoring public. Tess gave me a phone call and talking to her for fifteen minutes was excellent! My mom and Dad are coming to visit next week to celebrate my and my mom's birthdays! That gives me a new task: to find something for my mom's birthday!
I spent the bulk of the weekend hanging out with good 'ol UD'ers Liz, Leslie, Pete, Tony, and even HT for a brief while. My birthday became the excuse to descend upon Newark for the month of January and it will be Pete and Leslie's birthdays which will result in a rally in Newark or Royersford sometime next month. We're into the birthday roll.
Pictures for the weekend are up in a few places: my flickr, Leslie's flickr, and Tony's flickr. Many of those pictures are from the "catch the marshmallow" game Leslie and I played for around 45 minutes. Please don't think less of us. We're good people... who like to attempt catching very very very dirty pieces of gelatin, sugar, and air in our mouths while people watch and photograph us. In fact, with everyone watching, I felt a little famous.
We played board games, we drank a bit, we hid in the dark when Tony arrived and tried to scare him, we played more board games, we played the celebrity game (which was later renamed "Yellow Tail" by Quentin, his girlfriend Rachel, and Kaes upon another play that featured wine). It was a great weekend.
Pete gave me framed versions of these pictures:
(well that last one of him and me is a slightly better picture where laughing is happening).
The frames are great and I can't wait to hang them up. I just can't decide if I should add them to the movie stars wall or if I should go somewhere else with them.
Kasey gave me a bucket which was actually the property of Ray Street containing a used hockey video game (NHL 2k3 with Roenick on the cover), four Jones' sodas (of which I've already drank three), a miniature of Jack Daniels' Old Time (a drink that between us carries the history of the second of the only two times I've been drunk), a box of delicious cookies, and a personalized mix CD. He also bought me dinner (Pizza Hut pepperoni lover's stuffed crust which must've ruptured some of my internal organs, because it hurt hours later).
I received a bevy of cards, emails, facebook messages, text messages, and IMs from my adoring public. Tess gave me a phone call and talking to her for fifteen minutes was excellent! My mom and Dad are coming to visit next week to celebrate my and my mom's birthdays! That gives me a new task: to find something for my mom's birthday!
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