the day after

survived my birthday. it wasn't nearly as painful as i expected. the bar was *packed* -- with half a dozen OTHER birthdays. we managed to stake out a small niche toward the back, which turned out fine.

as anxious as i was about the number of invitations, i was (not unpleasantly) surprised by the lack of turn out. but when i rechecked the evite when i got back home, most of the people who said they'd come did come, including a bunch of MAYBEs.

only did one shot. stuck with my tanqueray & tonics, otherwise. no blackout. no mess.

it was the coldest night on earth in the city, but i was so grateful to have escaped unscathed. it was good to see everyone. awkward moments at a proud minimum. i think i performed decently enough. didn't embarrass myself.

hiding from the outside world today... comforting myself with the warm glow of my gifts...