For my Birthday, my boss invited me to a dinner party he was having with some friends. That was nice. He even did a little toast to me, saying that I was a valued employee and all around good person- that kind of stuff.

It felt nice, being appreciated.

I've been so busy lately that I've fallen out of touch of my RSS feeds- I just found out today there's a 16gb iPhone now! Hmm, maybe this was fate's way of saying it was time for an upgrade... My Future may depend on it!

I lost my Baby!

Well, I started drinking around 10PM last night, so I got my wish of ringing in my 25th year completely wasted. Was it worth it? Well, Hindsight is always 20/20...

I did have fun- how can you not when dressed in your sluttiest finery and drunk, rocking out to strobe lights and some rhythmic noise. I think I looked really hot- I finally achieved that perfect Smokey-eye make-up effect, for the first and probably last time.

I had scheduled myself off work today, but my boss reminded me how busy today was so I canceled it. So I got to bed around 3, and commenced the vomiting as soon as I arose. Seeing that I was a little under the weather, the boss let me come in at noon, so I rested up and now I'm feeling a little better.

The worse part of last night? I...LOST...my...Fricken'...iPHONE!

I deactivated it pretty easily online, and the Taxi company doesn't seem to have it. I'll try the club when it opens up.

But, I'm not holding out too much hope. Even upright citizens would have a hard time turning down a free technological marvel retailing at around $400.

I'm going to have to get a new one- that device is so entrenched in my life, I'm lost without it. (Literally- why remember where anything is when you have Google Maps with you all the time?) Plus contact numbers for work, etc.

The problem is I can't really afford it. See, my surgeon will raise his prices at the end of April, so as long as I pay off the rest before then, I'm fine. After that though, I'll have to pay the extra.

Hmm, we seem to have a good rapport- maybe he'll let me pay 95% before April and the other 5% when I get there in May. If not, I may need to get a Credit Card.

As my birthday draws near, I find myself thinking about Emmy. As we have the same birthday, ever since I moved to San Francisco, I had someone to share a celebration with.

I got a little depressed, and found myself missing her again. And I can't do this anymore- I need some closure. So I wrote an email speaking my peace, and hopefully I'll move on.

Here I am, watching the Super Bowl. I completely forgot about it until just now- just in time for the beginning of Half-Time. Guess I can make a quick snack run.

I'm not really a football fan, but the Super Bowl is something of a tradition with me.

I feel pretty excited- today marked 99 Days until my Thailand trip. Double Digits, now. I stared in the mirror for awhile, musing. I'm not expecting anything dramatic, besides a larger chest. I'm fairly certain face-wise it'll be pretty subtle.

I read sowewhere that going under the knife was considered some kind of TG rite of passage. Fairly ridiculous, methinks, but still it's nice to know I'm working towards a goal and I'm not standing still.

Forgot to mention that January 22nd marked 8* Years on HRT. Unbelievable... It's taken awhile, a lot longer then I originally thought, but I'm on my way. I don't know how I'd do it without my cushy job. Ahhh, it feels good to be employed.

* Actually "only" seven. Got a little ahead of myself.

Bitchy- A Haiku

MySpaced school bully

An evil part of me Smirked

She's put on some weight

Here we are again, at the dawn of a new month.

I was filling out an online registration form and I had to pick my age range- 15-24 or 25-34. And then I got depressed. 25. I'm entering a new demographic. I'm a freakin' adult! When the Hell did that happen? Will the next twenty years fly by just as quickly as the previous?

I started to take an inventory of my life, and started to feel a bit claustrophobic. Guess I won't be an Astronaut or a Time Traveler after all. (I still hold out hope for the latter.) I'm imagining my life crystallizing, solidifying, becoming less fluid with less possibilities. Is this what a mid-life crisis feels like?

Well, what can you besides take a few deep breaths and get on with your life? I don't think I can afford a Sports Car right now.