Anoter Week, Another Year Older

So Festivus has come to an end. Good times were had, some yelling was done, certain memories were blocked (by choice and not...) and for the most part, it was all smiles. In the end, I am left with:

- Vague memories of having good, albeit short, conversations with a bunch of my friends
- A sense that time really does fly when you're having fun...I honestly feel like the party portion happened in ten mintues
- A new tattoo, my best work so far, and a excellent birthday gift from my beloved
- the yearning to rewind time and try Saturday out again so that i could talk to More people before they left
- About four extra pounds of beer floating around in my body

I guess I was so looking forward to the weekend, that once it was there, and then gone, I really did get a sense of loss, like I would have to wait another year for this brilliant opputrtunity, with all my friends, in one place, dancing and having a good time, to happen again.

So if someone could just hurry up and have another birthday, but invite all my friends to it, that would be awesome. Anyone?

P.S. Shouts out to those who made it happen, and to those who travelled to attend. Kate, thanks for tending to me all weekend, and Sarah, happy frikkin' 30th biatch!