24

Monday was my 24th birthday. Not quite the quarter life crisis that is 25, but almost. Just kidding, I'm pretty ok with 24. I've had a pretty amazing run so far, not gonna lie.

Anyway I woke up to Facebook messages and texts waiting to be read. (These would continue throughout the day) Work was pretty uneventful. My usual stuff with the staff wishing me the best.

After work I met up with Justin in Times Square. I got there a little earlier because I love Times Square, and all the people watching that I get to do while I'm there. Justin arrived and we ate pizza at Famous Rays Original Pizza. I had bacon, pepperoni, and onion. Not the best for the breath, BUT it tasted delicious. After dinner we went to enjoy the birthday present Justin got me:  tickets to see Priscilla, Queen of the Desert!

If you haven't heard of it go look it up. It's basically a musical made about a movie of the same name. It's on Nextflix instant watch starring Hugo Weaving, Guy Pearce, and Peter O'Toole. It's about an Australian drag queen who drives across Australia to perform at his ex-wife's casino and meet his son. The musical pretty much is the movie but streamlined and with singing.

I don't think I can adequately explain how awesome this show was. Just imagine lots and lots of glitter, sequins, fantastic costumes, witty banter, camp to the max, ripped/scantily clad chorus boys, brilliantly choreographed dance numbers, great music, and heart warming drama. It was everything I could have ever wanted for a show like this. After seeing the movie I had some expectations, bet the musical blows them out off the water. I would see it again...several times.

Also...I'll never play ping-pong again.

After the show Justin and I came home and ate the cake and brownies we made the night before. Then I responded to all the Facebook posts that had accumulated during the day. As far as birthdays go, it was pretty great.