Thank you all to everyone who sent me gifts and well wishes for my birthday! It meant so much to see all of my friends on here taking time out of their day to do something for me. :)

The whole day was pretty great!

Friday night, I celebrated with my friend Liz. She brought some wine and we marathoned the tv show Alias. We're in the second season. It's pretty good. I love it. She left after midnight, so we technically rung in my birthday together.

Saturday, I got to sleep in and made myself my favorite lunch and ate way too much of it. Then I spent an hour and a half doing my hair. I wanted to try something different to curl it. It turned out really well, but it took forever. Curling my hair normally takes 20-30 minutes. So this added on an extra hour. But I liked it, so it worked out. Then Seth and Ana showed up to we went to get my tattoo. I love it so much

It doesn't really have a meaning, but it's meaningful in that I have always loved this design. And I've been debating about getting one for over a year. But I figured there are five birds. One for every member of my family. So that can be its meaning.
Since I got the tattoo on the most painful spot, it did hurt. A lot. Seth had to hold my hand the entire time, which I thought was super nice of him! And he and Ana talked about a lot of different things to take my mind off the pain, which worked pretty well. It wasn't the worst pain I've ever felt, but it's definitely up there, and I have a high pain tolerance.
Then we went out for supper at Old Chicago (Has anyone ever been to one before?) and met up with another friend of mine, John. And we ate good food and I got dessert for free for my bday.
Then we went back to my place and had a nerf gun war in my apartment. It was absolutely fantastically fun! I am a terrible shot, but I had a couple good shots. Then Seth and I played Left 4 Dead. IT was great.
Then we called it a night and I texted Joe to see if he'd want to see me. I had texted him way earlier if he wanted to hang out, but he never got back to me, so I texted him kind of spitefully saying "nevermind, we don't need to hang out."And he texted back almost immediately saying he was asleep earlier. I call bullshit on him not getting my text before he fell asleep, but whatever. So I asked if he wanted to hang out now since he was awake again and he asked where I was, thinking I was out at a bar somewhere, but I was at my apartment. And then he quit texting me again.I waited and waited and fell asleep. So then at 1:30, I wake up and noticed he still never texted back, so I said "nevermind" again, and a half an hour later he says "Sorry... I know I suck... just not in a good place." And I was a little upset, so I told him if he didn't want to do something, he can just say no rather than not responding and making me wait for a reply back from him." And then he invited me over and I felt weird because it felt like I pushed him into asking me over, but he assured me he doesn't get pushed into doing things he doesn't want to. I still call bullshit. But whatever. I wanted bday sex. So I went over. It was okay. But we had to sleep on the couch because his bed fucked up his back. He told me I could sleep on the bed, but I wanted to sleep with him. I should have taken the bed. I got zero sleep. I can't sleep on the side of my tattoo, and I was on the wrong side of the couch, so I couldn't use the arm rest as a pillow. It was so uncomfortable.
So I was basically up since 9:30, and rolled around a lot until 11:45. Joe was still sleeping and I didn't feel like staring at the ceiling anymore, so I got up and left without a word.
I like that I'm getting bolder with what I tell him. A year ago, I never would have been able to argue with him. Baby steps!
So the last half of the night kinda sucked, but at least my actual birthday was wonderful and great!