Before I begin with my blog post proper, I'd like to recite a verse from the Birthday Song:
Happy Birfday To Me,
Happy Birfday To Me;
I can finally get my driver's licence, so
Happy Birfday To Me.
Now that that's over with, let's get into it.
I miss Atlanta a little bit. No, not my family, and not my friends to a lesser extent, but the actual city - if I had $1.75, I had the ability to do damn near anything I want. There was so much to do there that it was crazy. Not to say that I couldn't do things here (I am just outside of LA, to some extent) but it would take on the order of an hour to get there.
I should start my jobs tomorrow. I think I might have bitten off more than I can chew, but only time will tell. I might get showered soon, but hopefully not. I don't think I'll be getting any birthday money, but I'll be getting a Nokia N810, so I think that makes up for it. Anyway, it's 2:30 AM and I'm tired and I still have a shitload of work to do, so I'm going to sleep.
It's Mah Birfday. :)