...or at least it WAS my berfday. And it was a good one. I got pearl earrings from Matt (score) and season two of Lois & Clark from my parents. Went to Buca diBeppo's for dinner with a shitload of my friends and ended up getting drunk. My best girl who lives in Columbus came up to surprise me. And after the restaraunt closed we found a bar that has karaoke on Sunday nights, so even though I'm still fighting a cold and my voice sounds like shit, I got to karoke on my birthday. It was great.

There was the moment when I cried, because a friend of mine who's basically avoiding all of us now, well he just wasn't there. And someone karaoked the song we always sang. And in that moment, I felt his absence in a way that I haven't before. I must say I kind of miss his sexual harassment. And his goofiness. And his hugs. I don't understand it. So last night I shed a tear over Michael D. Hihn.

And I'm better now.

I wasnt' planning to get drunk last night. It just kind of happened. That's how it works with me. If I'm hanging out with the karaoke crew and I'm not driving, but also not planning on getting drunk I probably will end up getting drunk. I haven't been drinking lately, I mean I'll have something here or there, but I've basically done the drinking thing, and with exception of times last night, I think I'm done with it. But I still love hanging out with my friends.

I think my recovery turkey bacon and eggs are almost ready. I'm gonna stop now.

Hang tough, and thanks to all who sent well-wishes my way! Much love, Emme.

I want to karaoke the song "There's a Story in Your Voice" with someone. It's a great duet and would be so much fun to sing with someone on stage. :) [Most specifically, I think it would be fun to sing with Matt. :) ]

Not that I'll ever get to, because I'm sure it won't be one that gets released to the karaoke circuit, though it really should.

Jina and I started making plans for tomorrow night, which is awesome. Bought one of those scarf/belt things I've been admiring at Target, and a cute little black going out purse, cause I needed one that I could carry with everything. Yay. I love my Wednesday nights... :)

Packing up the room is coming along, pretty well. It still seems like there's a lot to do, but that's mostly because there's so much furniture in my room so it doesn't look all that bare. But I've done more than it seems, and I've posted a list on my wall of what I still need to do so I'll have the feeling of accomplishment when I cross stuff off. Yay me.

I hate packing.

I realized this week that one of my favorite smells is candy corn. I mean I like to eat it too, but I love the way it smells, and if given the choice I'd rather smell it forever than eat it. *nods emphatically* I'm sure that's weird, but I don't care.

I'm weird.

This CD rocks my socks off!! "There's a Story in Your Voice", "The Delivery Man" and "Monkey to Man" are my favorites thus far, but I love the whole thing. Elvis Costello is the man, fo sho. :) I almost want to become a paid member because I'd like to have an Elvis Costello icon, but I can't quite bring myself to get rid of any of the three I have. *sigh* Oh well...maybe I'll cave one of these days...

Or not. I'd rather get a cell phone first.

We'll see.

I'm rambling. *nods*

more later...

I'm still missing Matt like crazy. It's driving me nuts. But last night improved. Oddly enough, going to work made it better. I love the guys I work with. They make my day sometimes. I ended up going out with them after work, for "just an hour" that turned into two and a half. Only had one drink, though, 'cause I was driving. But it was fun. It was just a small group--me, Eddy, Jina, Glenn and (yeah, I know) Mike. It was good, though, it cheered me up. Those guys make me happy. I got phone numbers for Gina and Eddy. I had Mike's. Glenn's changing his then he'll give it to me. And I got Frank's because he emailed me a picture he took at karaoke on Wednesday. Hooah. I really enjoy my new friends, I just wish they lived closer to me. Hmmm.

But now I need to change my clothes and get ready for work at Sears. Ugh. I'm sure it will be better once I get there. More later...