So I spent the majority of my birthday sitting in my apartment, waiting for the cable guy.  See, Time Warner Cable came out on Wednesday to install a couple of CableCards in my new TiVo, but one of them failed that night.  Genius!  So I called to make another appointment to have them fix it, and the soonest I could get was yesterday afternoon from 3-5pm, so I stayed in starting around 2pm just in case.  At 5:30, I called Time Warner Cable to say WTF — apparently, they logged a call to me at 4:49pm, no one answered so they cancelled the appointment.  My phone didn’t ring.  No one called me.  And my CableCard is still not working.  So after I yelled at them a little, they got me an appointment today… an all-day appointment.  Which means I’m basically tied to my apartment today from 9am-7pm while I sit.  And wait.  Again.  All freakin’ day.  For them to fix what should’ve worked the first time.  Have I mentioned how much I looooooove Time Warner Cable?

What I am putting off today (in order to once again wait for the cable guy) is crossing something else off my Giant List of Things to Do:  I’ve decided that I’ve played enough air guitar, and I want to actually learn how to play guitar.  I had planned to head down to Guitar Center and pick up one of their “starter kits” — an acoustic guitar, a carry case and an instructional DVD. 

I had also planned to go grocery shopping today, but I can’t really leave my place.  So that would probably explain why, when I got home from dinner and drinks and a birthday cigar with a friend, I went over to the supermarket and picked up some last-minute necessities… and some semi-drunken birthday Pop-Tarts that I may or may not regret this morning.