I swear February is birthday season. My roomate, Ashley, turned 21 yesterday. Caleb was the day before, and my mom's is on the 25th. My cousin Jacob's is the 15th. I don't think any other month except my birthday month, which has me, my cousin Amanda, and my late grandfather, comes close to having the same amount of birthdays. I think when it comes time to have children of my own, I will make late May-early June the abstinent month.
We went to the Irish Democrat last night to celebrate. None of us (me, Ashley, and our two other roomates - Lori and Amanda) had ever been there before. None of us are big beer drinkers; we prefer our fruity drinks instead. They didn't have a drink menu, only beer lists. Lori tried to order a margarita but they didn't have a blender. Then she tried for a mojito and they didn't have mint leaves. Finally she settled for a long island iced tea. I had to get a beer (Bud Light Lime) so Ashley could try one. She didn't like it at all. She's definitely a fruity drinker, too.
It was her first drink of alcohol - not including church wine - and I think she enjoyed it. She doesn't like the taste of alcohol. Even when she was drinking a delicious sex on the beach (I know because I tried it) she didn't like being able to taste the alcohol in it. Amanda had a cosmo but didn't drink it either. I don't remember if Ashley tried the cosmo or not. We didn't let her try the long island iced tea. We already knew she wouldn't like it. The last time we had cosmo's was at homecoming this past fall. We got the recipe from Lori's Periodic Table of Mixology poster and made them to watch Sex and the City. Lori hated hers. I didn't mind it but Amanda absolutely loved them. Personally I prefer pear martinis only no bar ever has absolut pear and the one bar I found that did said they weren't going to restock it once the bottle was gone.
I don't think we'll go back to the Irish Democrat. The food was decent but without a great fruity drink selection I think we'll go somewhere with more options. For Lori's birthday we went to Kaji and did sake bombs. For my birthday we went to Olive Garden and had wine and bellini's. Ashley's was the Irish Democrat. Now we have to plan Amanda's birthday. We've got some time though. It's not til the end of the semester.
I had to work at Potter's Obsession from 6-8 last night so I left after dinner and then came back to the apartment where we did some jell0 shots to celebrate. They were a little big and we had some good laughs about "swallowing." I've got some great pictures but I've promised not to put them online so I won't. They're going in the pile with the picture of someone spreading mayonaise on her chest on a dare and someone taking a syrup body shot off of someone on another dare. Suffice to imagine the picture last night of someone gagging over a sink, saying, "IT'S TOO BIG! IT'S TOO BIG!!" We couldn't stop laughing and I will love that picture.
Lucy, my photography advisor, wants me to try doing some self-portraits, probably involving mirrors. I balked at this at first. I hate pictures of myself. I always have. There's something about seeing me in photographs that makes my self-esteem lose three points instead of one. I'm not sure what it is but even in "good" photographs I don't like the way I look. I suspect it has something to do with my mental picture of myself. When I see pictures of myself, it starts a war with my mental image and thus the loss of points.
But...
I think I've discovered a way to take pictures of myself and actually like them as a representation of me. I hate the way I look, therefore I'm not going to try to make me look good. Instead I'm going to do the opposite. I'm going to make myself look as dead, broken, angry, and ugly as I possibly can. I got this idea from some attempts at peaceful self-portraits of me lying on the ground. One of them made me think of a crime scene with the body all askew. So, I'm going to make myself into a crime scene. If any of them turn out, I'll post them and get some opinions.
Books: I just finished Dead to the World, the fourth book in the Sookie Stackhouse series by Charlaine Harris. I think I can admit to being addicted to fun, fast-paced vampire fiction with strong female heroines. Of course, I've always been addicted to strong female heroines but put them with vampires and I'm hooked. I can't wait to get the next one. I want to know more about what happens to her and her vampire friends. With series' like these (Sookie Stackhouse, Anita Blake, Betsy Taylor), I get the feeling that there is no conceivable end for the series. You've got a strong woman and vampires that are real. The question that always follows is, "If vampires are real, what else could be real?" and voile, you've got the recipe for a top-selling series. I might have to go out and buy the next book so it can get in my stack of books to read.
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