McDrunky Adventure 2.0

Sooo...nobody but Brent showed up on friday to celebrate my birthday with me. I'm glad I have such loyal friends. We still had a lot of fun, though. We went to Harry's bar and tables which was really just bourgie wannabe hipsters standing in a room about the size of a two car garage and yelling really loudly while drinking overpriced martinis. We then went to Bistro 303 because we (wrongly) assumed it would be quieter because it has bistro in the name and the clietele tends to be a bit more...gay. Well, everyone knows a gaggle of gays can chat up a storm louder than any group of straight people. Add in a pumping club remix of Selena Gomez and Nicki Minaj and it was damn near deafening. I bumped into my good friend Jim. I thanked him for being the only other person to come out and celebrate my birthday with me. his response: "It's your birthday?" rude. Whatever, it was funny to see him anyway. This moment not only made me realize that I need more friends, but it made me extremely thankful for Brent because without him I would've been a sad sack sitting in a restaurant all alone on my birthday a'la Carrie Bradshaw on her 35th. Yikes.