I have plans for the weekend now. I am going to go up to my grandparents' cabin in the woods Saturday. Light a fire. Relax. Not really camping. But definitely out of the way. No phone. Trees. Chipmunks. River. Maybe read a book. Write a letter (to whom, I don't know). But definitely a nice relaxing way to spend my birthday where no restaurant employees are gonna sing any cheesy version of "Happy birthday" and the top of their lungs to the detriment of my ears.
Now I just have to sucke... I mean convince a bevy of Playmates® to go with me.
So I definitely won't be out Saturday night.