Anyway, o I had the best pre-birthday week ever. When my 30th rolled around on Friday, the 4th, I actually woke up with some gnarly congestion, teary eyes, and a pounding -non-hangover related- headache. But let's work backwards:
3:20am: Booty calling 30+mins after 2 unanswered texts spaced 3minutes apart. I was feeling needy. WHERE'S MY MANTTENTION!? Don't judge.

11p-8:30ish: SHOW TIME! Got to meet and spend time with some amazing women! I won't even go into it, check us out - woot woot!
8:00-6:30: I was stuffing my face at John's of 12th with Shrimp Parmigiana! Yum.

This is what 30th Birthday Eve looks like!
Last week I mentioned I was going to have a drink at Mr. Bartender's work on Wednesday night and I did and it was fab. He couldn't be funnier if he tried! Here's the latest quip:
Me: Where are we going tonight?
Him: Whoa is that French? What is this we talk?
Get it? I was dying. Yet here I am, not having heard from him 3 hours later than he said. No biggie, I needed to get this done I guess :)
Ciao for now,
TT
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