birthday weekend...

So, this year was far different than any other. Most years I prefer to dismiss my birthday and allow all to fade as quickly as possible, not so this year...this year I allowed it to be a weekend deal. Friday was my actual birthday, and my first call came from a very good friend, the type of person that rarely one comes across...one that somehow feels more like you have known them forever, like family or something (hopefully this is not one of those friends with expiration dates...). After that call, almost immediately, I received a call from my brother (to be honest I do not remember the last time he called me on my birthday...or ever for that matter) and after that it was a calm day involving an ice cream cake after dinner and some cash in cards. The day ended well with a yahoo messenger conversation with a friend/sister.

Saturday my cousin came over for the evening, around 6pm, we had a pretty great time playing XBOX, eating pizza, watching Greg The Bunny and just goofing around, before we knew it 2:30 am was upon us and unfortunately he had to leave. We used to have nights like this a few times a year, but over the past couple of years he and I have not been able to get together as much, especially now that he is married (different story entirely), so it was a great night, but makes me a little down wishing we could have more of them like a few years ago...how does time change things so gradually, yet extremely suddenly?

Today a couple of friends picked me up around 1pm and we spent two hours at Dave and Buster's (playing skee ball, shooting hoops, arcade games, etc.), then watched Underworld:Evolution and then ate at a small buffet (so-so quality food).

So, all in all a pretty good weekend...yet all I can keep thinking is where is time going? If anyone has seen it let me know, time seems to be a slippery and elusive enigma. At 29 I truly feel blessed to have the people I have in my life, unfortunately it seems, either one my part or theirs, I am unable to spend the amount of time I would like with any of them...on top of it all, at 29, I have yet to be loved (I may regret typing this in public forum) and again I begin the year older, puzzled by time, and in search of the one thing everyone is entitled to, yet few truly obtain.