I am a Gemini. Which means I'm versatile. And I'm twice the fun. It also means my birthday is coming up! This year is extra special; along with being my quarter century mark, it will also be my first queerthday (try saying that three times fast)!
Along with this, I'm going to make this birthday different than all birthdays in the past. See, I've never had to lift a finger when it was my birthday. My family always decided how to celebrate. When I got too old for that, I left it up to my friends to decide. I thought, "That's what friends are for, right?" Read more [+/-]
They're not your personal party planner, that's for sure. (Unless they are a party planner and you get them to plan your party. Anyway...)
For the last few years, I expected my friends to plan my birthday celebrations. When they didn't, I took it as a sign they forgot or worse, they didn't care. I got mad at first; then, tired of being mad, I stopped expecting. When someone asked me what I was doing for my birthday I answered, "Nothing. It's not a big deal."
What a spoiled, self-absorbed, and self-loathing person I was.
People forget. Yes, even friends. I can remember a few times I had forgotten a friends' birthday; which would normally be followed by a belated birthday call. If I don't remind them, how the hell are they supposed to remember? They have lives for goodness sake! Well, most of them anyway.
This year, it's going to be different. I'm going to plan my own birthday celebration events (and if you want to help, that'd be nice of you). With all that's happening in my life, I think this is a good opportunity for me to stop feeling sorry for myself and make things happen. My birthday is special to me, and that's what counts.
This year, I'm in charge. And I'm going to stop expecting people to be psychic; and I'm going to forgive them if they forget that my birthday is June 4.
With that said, anyone have any suggestions on what I should do?
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Do something spectacular. Go skydiving! Treat all of your friends to dinner at a fabulous restaurant! Run naked through one of Bloomberg's news conferences! Do something amazing (so we all have something to blog about)! :)
Well, you could start by blogging about it...
Oh, wait... nevermind.
i would plan a weekend trip to the hamptons, and call myself doctor berkeleyshire.
that's just me, though.
or, you could have a "subway party": you get some food, drink, and music, and transfer from train to train, line to line, all day with your friends, just chatting and laughing... no one will notice, i'm sure.
Jase, Jase, Jase, I SO HEAR YOU here!
Have a hopper party. Cocktails at one bar, dinner at a nearby place, dessert somewhere else, and more drinks somewhere else. No matter how rowdy you get at one place you won't be there long enough to get kicked out.
Ooooo... I'm not sure how much I can do to help.. but what do I need to do to get invited? hehehe.
Sorry I didn't make it to the walk, I was looking forward to seeing you.
As for friends planning bday parties.. yeah. I used to do that too. Happened once when I was 17 and then every birthday after that, it was "ok tell me where you want to eat and I'll set up an evite." Plus it sucks to have your birthday land on turkey weekend. Might as well just eat out by myself since everyone has to be home!
-ma
Rule #1: Do not work on your birthday.
Rule #2: Eat great food for all of your meals.
Rule #3: Do whatever YOU want. If someone starts bitching, drop em.
I vote for that running naked thing.
Anything with a stripper is always good :)
I'm going to be out of town that weekend, but you should do whatever you want. As long as it doesn't involve a midget, a dead hooker and battery acid
Go running naked with a stripper?
Break up with somebody! That's what I like to do on my birthdays...
If you have a rollerskating rink around, I once had a joint party with 4 other friends, where we all dressed in 70's chic (wigs, lame and polyester and all) and had a blast. Then went and got sloshed.
I hate it when my friends forget about my birthday. But I get all bitchy and even with them that I don't invite them to my party :)
I always go shopping for my birthday. I'll shop with you! This is the perfect season to stroll around SoHo. But if you're doing the bar thing ... don't forget to invite me!
oh, happy belated! i would have suggested a good shag, but that's kinda risky on your b-day. you wouldn't want haunting memories of a bad lay (if it turned out that way). :)
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