Dramatic Re-enactment:

Only at Sin City

This is how you choke a bitch on the Dancefloor...

Thanks for driving down for a night of voracious dancing Kristen!

Mellancamp

So, I survived another birthday. My 23rd was the birth of "Classy on the Inside" and as far as events. it was one of the best birthday's I've ever had.

(23rd Birthday!)

It was such an outpouring of love and support from such a vast array and group of friends. It was also the catalyst for chang ein my life. I realized, that as much as I've been alone, and done everything on my own for the last 4 years, I still had people willing to help me, and to listen, to critique and to comfort. It also didn't hurt that we got our party on that night in such a manner that there was no class left on the outside at all.

It started a shift from the talk, and idea or change to the action of change. Which has made this last year so much harder, and so much more fulfilling than I could have hoped for. Thanks to anyone reading for that. I'm a better man for all of you.

(24th Birthday!!)

So this year, for my birthday, I took a little trip to Ottawa. I was in the city for EXACTLY 24hrs and 17min. And I had a complete blast. These people are friends in the greatest sense of the word. Generous and caring, kind and beautiful. Honest. Trustworthy. So how else should we celebrate than in a private box at a Tom Cochrane & John Mellancamp concert! Classic rock at its best, the kind of show where you wait for one song in particular, but for all the time in and around that song, you are reminded of so many other songs that have been a soundtrack to precious moments of your life. If you've read this blog for a while, you will know how much live music means to me. Everything around me fell away. The stress, the stiffness from the bus ride up, the music sort of wrapped around me and time became as fluid as the notes in the air. I would swear to God that we were only at ScotiaBank Place for 10min.
(Life is a Highway)
(Jack & Diane)
Upon my arrival home Sunday evening, a group of 12 of us went to Matsu on Park for a Sushi Birthday Dinner. I love the food here, the quality and care is on par with any of the best sushi restaurants in a bigger metropolitan city. It's hidden from view, off of any main street here in Peterborough, so most students are unaware that they have more than one sushi option. It was such a good dinner, filled with laughing, and reminicing. I've known all of these people since i was in ninth grade, and we still get along like thieves. We've come along way from dinner's at chain restaurants, and to a degree I'm going to take some credit. I've pushed their palates for almost a decade, so I think the Swiss Chalet celebration is on its way out.

(Me & Mr. Matsu)

I hope that this theme will continue throughout my twenties, I am in my mid-twenties now, the first birthday to sufficiently freak me out. Looking back though, I don't see much of a change, and the change I do see, is easily for the better.

Mazel Tov!

Two - Four

I walked into work this morning at 5:30, turned on the lights, and nearly walked into this sign on the end of the counter...

Sam and Derek had decorated the cafe last night after their closing shift, knowing that I opened the cafe this morning. My 24th Birthday morning. There was balloons, and signs... basically the works. I was quite impressed. It also helped with tips. I made and extra $15 in a 6 hour shift. Not bad considering we were closed for 2 hours of the shift while i baked, and that the average purchase is $1.60 (Medium Coffee)!

My manager, and usual Thursday morning partner in crime Danielle had even gotten me a little birthday goodie bag! A green afro-pick, Valentines day chocolates, a card, Jawbreaker sucker that doesn't evn fit into my mouth, and flavoured "rough-rider" condoms in bananna, strawberry, and vanilla. I was very happy!

But even though it was my birthday, I still had Latte's to make, pastries to serve, and tables to clear. That Danielle is a slave driver! But she & the big boss lady bought me lunch today to make up for it. Southwest corn chowder, and a roasted chicken chimichanga! Yummers!

I wonder what's next... ?? This was the bad part of my day..