No, I didn't go to the bar.

I can't stand the taste of alcohol. But I will be going to the bar sometime this week with friends from work.

They'll be getting drunk *for* me while we share a few quality cigars.

My mom left a card with $21 in the bathroom before I left for work. Then, as I went to my car, there was another on on my windshield.

While I was at work, she got my co-workers to put another in my bin in back, so I'd see it when I went on lunch.

Another was found at my dad's house where I went for dinner.

The final, on the top step back into my mom's apartment.

Everybody around me has made such an effort to make my 21st birthday the best birthday ever. Everbody except the woman who I've been waiting to come back for 3 months now, who says she will be giving me an answer tomorrow whether she will come back to me or keep floating from guy to guy.

No phone call, card, not so much as a text message.

...I don't know if I'm even willing to see her tomorrow, regardless of her decision.