10 years ago today I think I was a crying fairy somewhere in a nightclub because I went out with a bunch of friends and one decided to bring her fiance along, whom I didn’t know, and the two of them turned my birthday night out into a giant jealousy filled shit show. There were engagement rings being tossed in the street, issues with bouncers trusting my ID because I just had it renewed, people trailing this insane couple back and forth, the whole nine yards of nightclub drama.

Today I went to the spa, ate my weight in chili con queso, am drinking a coffee soda and eating a turtle cheesecake, and hanging out with my sleeping dog while I catch up on the last three months of television I have missed.

I fucking love growing up.