I Love the DMV

Got my brand new "Look at me, I'm 30!" driver's license this morning and everyone at the Elston DMV was miraculously a) pleasant, and b) quick. My picture is totally dorked out though. Natch.
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The Date
Awkward conversation followed a scrumdelicious vegetarian dinner last night at the Green Zebra. You've all had the there-ain't-gonna-be-no-third-date talk, right? It goes something like this:

"So, I had fun tonight."
"Me too."
"This isn't really working, is it?"
"Not so much."
"I think you're great though."
"I think you're great."
"It's just not..."
"Yeah, I know."
"We should totally be friends."
"Sounds good."
"I'll email you."
"Laters."

He does get major props for being a total sweetheart in a situtation where most guys would have been full-on dicks.
J - you're good people.
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A Tiny Bit Screwed
Dear Mark,
Wendi and I had two rounds of drinks last night. You accidentally charged us for three, and we have the credit card slip to prove it. I'll let you think of a way to make it up to me.
xo,
Tequila Red
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Maybe you haven't heard yet, but
MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW!
Birthday Weekend kicks off tonight with a badass loft party where my friends' band is playing. Then tomorrow is the Retro Flashback Birfday Party, which I may have mentioned once or twice before. People are coming in from out of state, sneaking out of weddings, and abandoning small children to attend. Some say party of the year.

On Sunday, I plan to flop down dramatically on various pieces of furniture, moan about the evils of whiskey, and watch other people clean.