How strange that I choose to have my birthday at the Texas Roadhouse. Before I leave, I text Brian, “May we never lose the Texan in us.” I’ve lost my ability to do accents, but I can always pick up Texas.
It was only supposed to be a few people, and then more and more people got invited. Had to handle an ego situation with the manager. Looked for him to give him cake, hoping he could learn something from the night and be better, but he was nowhere to be found. Had just enough pieces for the waitress, the hostess and the busboy.
Strange how during birthday times, my body handles alcohol.
My body is doing it’s own thing right now. I don’t look like me. But I’m assuming that it’s like this, because I’m preparing something for Saturday. Why 19 on a 19? 1. I don’t trust 1. One is unlimited potential and unlimited power. But it also kills a part of you while the rest goes on living. And it tends to be the good part. 2 has always had more humanity. as a god, as a human.
let us all be better humans within our gods, so that our gods can be greater humans.