Blergh

Holy crap, people, I think I made it to the end of the internet. I'm so bored. Home on a Friday night, which I should be ok with since I had some friends over last night for dinner and talk. Oh, and I'm b-roke, so that factors in. Right now I'm watching the end of a Gilmore Girls episode I've seen probably 10 times.

My birthday is next Saturday and I'm having a party at my house. I really debated about doing something. I'm kind of tired of planning these things, but really, if not me, than who? No boyfriend, no husband, and as much as I like my local friends, I'm not foolish enough to think anyone would step up to the plate to organize something. That, and I'm a better coordinator than most of them, so if it's going to be done right, I guess I'm the best one for the job.

When your birthday is on a Saturday, it kind of begs for plans. As I said in the Evite I sent out, I've seen everyone awkwardly split the check in years past over dinners, drinks, etc, so this year, everyone is coming over to my place. I'm doing the cleaning and providing of cupcakes, but I'm asking everyone else to bring booze or some sort of food product. Easier for everyone. Next year it falls on a Monday, so this might be the last hurrah. That I'm in charge of, anyway.

So, I've made my To-Do list and it's surprisingly short. Due to two recent parental visits, the house is in pretty good shape. I'm going to hit the 99 cent store this weekend to see what party crap I can find.

So yeah, other than that, my Mom was in town at the end of last month. We managed to not kill each other, and that was even after skipping our necessary daily afternoon naps. We did a little touristy stuff (she was in town Oscar weekend, so we went to Hollywood & Highland where the Kodak theater is and checked out the Academy Awards exhibit and saw the tent set up for the press and red carpet), household stuff (curtains for the kitchen), the Human Giant show at UCB (she was only a teeny bit taken aback at some of their humor), and some quality relaxation. Dad came into town 10 days after that and took care of some car stuff, made some drives up to Malibu, which I hadn't done in a long time, and a Nebraska meeting.

Prior to that, Broc and I went on a beer crawl in the South Bay put on by a friend of mine I know from my previous job. Second year in a row I've gone...good times. Also, my friend Josh and I and a few of our friends did our annual St Pat's breakfast at Tom Bergin's, the only true authentic Irish pub in LA, if you ask me. Corned beef hash, eggs, and Irish coffee. Yum.

Job hunting continues, temping continues, comedy shows continue, interviews continue, including one for a dog walking service. Exercise, dogs, outdoors, all good. Broc tipped me off to a job at her new place of business, which was mighty kind of her. I'm off to work on a cover letter. I need money. I need to get my hair done and I don't even know if I'll have enough for highlights. Seems trivial, I know, but I could use the pick-me-up.

So that's me in a nutshell...for now. Approaching official mid-30s and not loving it. Christ, I'm almost 34 and this is my life?