I am currently chilling out to some 20% alcohol by volume Korean Raspberry Wine. It's like drinking sweet fire. Next up I got a small vial of Korean Ginger Whiskey that my mom tells me will give me the kick I need to begin a downward spiral of drunkenness.

So today is my birthday! I am now 22 years old. It seems as though 18 was merely a week ago. Then 16 not much before that. I have done so much these last 4 years, it's crazy just thinking about it. The problem with me is, I matured way too quickly for my age. I took on becoming an admin for deviantART, took over depthCORE, dealt with a death in the family, and focused way too much on details and minute situations. My growing up was anything but average -- to some it's admirable, while internally it depresses me a bit. Last night and this evening I sulked on nostalgia. I looked in the mirror and realized how old I look now. I gained 50 lbs. in college, I wear bland buttoned-up shirts to work, and this constant stubble I'm trying to get off my chin.

So instead of thinking about that, this evening I did something different. I went to the gym (which I normally do before work) and worked out my ass off, 30 minutes on the ellipticals and 15 minutes of pure straight jogging. I came home, took a shower, went to Barnes and Noble and bought some literature on diets and weight training (then when I got home I created my own regimens in Excel). I also bought a book on Ajax and finally a copy of the Pricing & Ethical Guidelines (sweet book by the way, a must for anyone that does freelance). Then, I went to Macy's and bought over $500 on a new wardrobe. Three new pants, and some slick new button shirts from Alfani, Calvin Klein, and International Concepts, and a new Fossil wallet. Finally, I am looking sweeter while professional at the same time! I went to the watch counter and bought a black Skagen Titanium watch. Bought some John Varvatos Vintage cologne too from Dillard's. I also got a much needed haircut.

After that, I drove to a sushi house, had soju and enjoyed a few rainbow rolls and ginger house salad. Then I had a dragon ball deep fried ice cream with deep fried bananas.

Right now I am semi-drunk but still able to type this journal, and I can feel my body trying to metabolize the alcohol. The only thing missing from this seemingly perfect day is some marijuana.

Somebody please bring me some marijuana. I will do anything for it.

So anyways, when life hands you lemons, make lemonade. That's what I did. I never get to reward myself well for all the hard work I do. I figure today was the perfect day to do it. Birthdays rule! and so do birthday cards and birthday cakes! I can't wait for 23 and all the shit I'll go through to get there. Life is full of surprises.

P.S. Speaking of surprises: [link]