I turned 26 on Thurday. It was a terribly long day, I got to work at 6 in the morning and stayed til near 8 pm. Luckily I had been planning one helluva celebration for the past 2 weeks for Friday. I booked a private room for 20-something of my friends at
Gordon Biersch in DC and then got 2 lanes at
Lucky Strike to cap off the night with some drunken bowling. I had reserved the room for 8 pm, and my lane reservations were at 11. I didn't know til I got to the restaurant that I only had the room from 8-10. And since Tropical Storm Hanna decided to come through that night, I didn't want my friends to be hanging outside in the rain so I just bought out the room for another hour. It fucking rules to be a high roller for a night.
My friend and I actually have birthdays really close, 2 days apart. So traditionally we've tried to celebrate at the same time, but this year we had 2 separate parties. But it still felt like a big drunken celebration for both of us. We had more shots of Patrón Silver that night than I can remember (which prolly isn't a lot considering how much of a light-weight I am). I tried to sneak in my friend's girlfriend Meredith, who is underage, into Lucky Strike by telling the bouncer that she had just done 4 tours in fucking Iraq. Fucking Iraq man! What the fuck man, she fought for our right to bowl, and they won't even let her in to bowl. The manager even felt bad, but it's DC law and he wouldn't let her in. A lot of people actually believed that she was a 20 year old Iraq war veteran because of my ranting. Good thing I didn't slip and tell them about how she selflessly threw herself onto a grenade in Fallujah.
A few
photos are up on my Facebook, but since I was the only one with a camera that night, and I only took photos when kinda sober, there aren't many. And I'm wet in all of my photos. Fuck you Hanna.
Oh and I bowl like shit when I'm drunk. But I think I bowl like shit when I'm sober too. I also spilled half of my mojito earlier that night while sober. Total party foul yo.
I placed an order for a tshirt and a hat last month. I got the shipping notice email from DA a couple days later that said my stuff was shipping via USPS Priority Mail and it would arrive soon. 3 weeks later I still haven't gotten my stuff so I sent an email according to the instructions in the email asking for the USPS confirmation number. I never got a reply from DA so I just got my credit card company to charge them back for the purchase. Has this ever happened to anyone else?
Done and done.
It's All Downhill From Here 
Big Grin
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It's not the bouncer's fault, however. It's his job to do what he did, and he'd definitely be fired if he let an underaged person in. In his position I would have done the same thing--who knows what his money situation is in life.. he might desperately need his job and not want to lose it over one person's night of fun. :/
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Nah man...it won't be downhill until you get married, have kids, etc. You're a guy...you have until FOURTY until life goes downhill. 26-30 is only for girls. Hahaha!
But yeah, you're on Facebook, I'm gonna go and stalk-err, I mean...Friend you now.
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It's so weird, in Canada, or at least here when I am if you're even just training in the army you pretty much are considered legal everywhere. My stepbrother joined a few months ago and at 17, he can get into bars or buy alcohol (legal is 18 here), because they figure that if you are in the army you are therefor a responsible adult and you deserve that respect.
Hey, I'll trade you birthday celebrations- I spent my bday combating a virus and HD failure on my wife's laptop, and juggling a screaming baby. Totally try it some time. It was memorable.
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