so it is my birthday.
and i am wearing some serious crabby pants today.
something inherently wrong with that.
i remember growing up i always assumed that 28 was so grown up and responsible. not that i am completely ir-responsible, but i wouldn't win any awards. I don't know. i wasn't sure where my life was supposed to take me, so i should not be so surprised that i am here. i still don't always know what i want out of life. i mean the usual, happiness, health, good friends. those are a given. although should NEVER be taken for granted. but what are the things that will give me that..job, relationship, self awareness???
still grappling with all that.
that and in the course of a week, my roomate and best friend from high school (the ONLY person from the hallowed halls of Lansing High that i still consider a friend) got engaged.
martial bliss galore.
blech.

don't get me wrong, i am not anti-marriage.
i would like to do someday myself. a fact that a number of people find surprising. i am just not looking to be married for married sakes. i would get married because i have found someone that i would committ the rest of my life to. someone who challenges me to be better than i am myself and i do the same for them.
it is just that we now enter the "bridesmaid zone"
it is a horrible place filled with pastel colors, stupid shower games, dresses that NEVER fit right and all kinds of girly things.
suffice it to say, i don't always enjoy my time here.
but in all fairness, it is supposed to be "their day", as it should.so, i will shut up and try and have as much fun with it as i can.


topping all this off, i am about to embark on a trip that could send me over the edge.
my sister is moving to virginia ( this is a good thing, a VERY good thing). however, she has to get her car out there, so my sister, my mother and myself are getting in the car in kansas, and not stopping until the DC/Virginia area.
any reports of a female going postal on family memebers in a neon should be disregarded as media exageration.
on the upside, my good friend, the aforementioned en-fianceed, lives in DC. So, i am taking a few extra days and going to chill with her in our nations capital.

maybe i will stop by george w's house and give him a piece of my mind.
ah, too predictable.
i will have to think of another way to let our decidely right-wing, anti-everything, war mongering goverment know how displeased i am with them.
suggestions are always welcome.
although, please don't write anything that could be picked up by our attorney general and land my butt at some federal facility.

ok, now i am really rambling. i should stop. especially since i am at work and using this as an avoidance technique. although anyone walking by only hears feverish typing which leads them to believe that i am working deligently.

i will leave you with this sage bit of advice that i firmly believe:
Spandex, it is a privilege, not a right.