August 6, 2005

• “We gonna rock down to electric avenue & then we’ll take it higher.” –Eddy Grant-

  
  

   

  
  

  What a wonderful birthday. On Thursday night my friends took me out to Rose’s Run & the Saddle Ranch. I had a billion shots that I chased with beers, & I rode the mechanical bull three times. I puked in Marisa’s car & passed out in my driveway but I woke up practically hangover-free & with my memory intact, for the most part!

  
  

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  Yesterday I got a billion phone calls from the most amazing friends… really, I am so blessed to have such great people in my life. Two ex-boyfriends left me birthday messages, even! You know you’ve got good taste in guys when the exes still call to say “Happy 21^st”. Also, two of my old Clovers called- the ex-roomie Kiko & my oldest OU friend, Stadycat. I love those girls- after everything, I still came out of it with a few good ones left.

  
  

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  And today I woke up with a massive can’t-breathe, can’t-talk, can’t-even-blow-my-nose sinus infection. I left work after only a half hour to come home & sleep for four hours. My mom got me an antibiotic & the party’s still on… I just may not be singin’ real loud.

  
  

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  It’s my party- cry? Why the hell would I want to?!

  
  

   

  
  

  EDIT: Apparently no one is coming to my birthday party... a bunch of guards have a competition tomorrow; some people are out of town or doing "better" things; & some asshole decided to tell everyone that the party's cancelled!!! If you're still interested, the party's still on... but it doesn't look like many people are interested anymore. Wow... this sucks.

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