The limo was amazing, seriously luxurious. It's pretty excellent to be escorted around town in a fancy stretch hummer doing toasts and shots. By the time we got to dinner, I was feeling all sorts of warm and fuzzies...so I stuck with water for a while. I kinda felt lame for having dinner at the bar I work at, but honestly, it's pretty much home to me, and everyone there made the whole thing so special...with balloons and confetti...an ice cream cake that's still residing in their freezer...they just really made the experience wonderful.
After that, we went downtown to spin the birthday wheel...which I won a whopping five dollars on! People started dispersing pretty quick after that, and Drew and his buddy were very much past drunk. Then we went to the local hot spot for ladies night, The Blvd...I can't really grasp why it's so damn 'hip'...it's small...they play loud, obnoxious music...it's not even kind of sanitary...and it's overly crowded...hence it being the place to be. We ran into more people from work, some who I'm not too fond of, but we made nice and danced for a bit anyways.
Then I see this girl, who also works with us...now, I've heard she's really funny and nice and blah blah blah, but I don't really give a rats ass what the common opinion of her is...because whenever I see her while she's not on the clock, my ex is usually right in tow. I did a quick scan of the bar, which wasn't hard considering the place is the size of a Burger King...and sure enough, there he was. I went into a blind panic...must leave...get Drew...LEAVE! I quickly found him and explained the situation with very few words...and him being drunk...all he understood was that we were leaving. As we were walking through the bar to the exit, I see him right in our path, and I tell Drew, 'just keep walking!' He happily does so, still oblivious as to why we're going anywhere anyways. He walks right next to him, brushing shoulders and everything...and doesn't notice him at all. We got a cab and got home...and after a bit of talking he finally understands what happened, which of course sent him into a aggressive rage..."You should have told me, we would've kicked his ass! What would he have done?? Maybe then he'll learn not to do shit like that to people!!" I felt awful, because my ex managed to kill my birthday celebration by just being there...and if Drew hadn't been there, I would have stayed and continued partying...but I know when Drew drinks, he gets aggressive and likes the idea of taking the law into his own hands, and that's the last thing I wanted to go down on my birthday. So we spent the remainder of the evening arguing about my ex and I end up in tears...yup, on my birthday.
Even so, best birthday ever! =)
Drew and I at dinner.
Cameron, me, and Drew in the back of the limo.
Maneuvering through the limo.
Mike and I.
Me and Drew, lookin all fancy!
Patti, me, and Drew at dinner.
Smiling pretty!
Loved Patti's pink hair!
Gorgeous Angela and I cruisin in our ride!
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