HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

My last year as an early 20-something has started out well: when my best friend emailed to apologise for not mailing my present in time, I told her it didn't matter, because the entire week feels like my birthday. Witness:

Monday: an early birthday present/housewarming gift from my fantastic friend Sam, plus a visit from my other friend Marissa
Tuesday: a theatre benefit at a bar with Sam and her boyfriend Flux
Wednesday: going to the Metro to see the "Saves The Day" punk-rock concert with Sam and Marissa
Thursday: possibly getting decked out in cocktail dresses and going out for cocktails and dessert at Sugar, a swanky dessert bar in the Loop, with Sam and Marissa. If that fails, going to Second City for improv with my future roommate Alex
Friday: hanging out with my friend Tom when he arrives from Souther Illinois
Saturday: the big birthday bash: dinner at a Swedish restaurant, going bar-hopping, having a bunch of friends spend the night. So far we're looking at around 15 people who are coming out for it, so it will be a fantastic time.

That's my life, and I'm sticking to it.