June 10th, 2005


dracula, blackula and son of kong

i guess tomorrow's plans are work, adderall, dinner with the 'rents, a bonfire and booze. it's not the worst birthday i've ever had [yet].

(i liked conspicuously dropping the words my, birthday and tomorrow into every conversation i had today--including this entry.)

i got my raise at work, finally. it's hot--about a dollar an hour more than i expected.

/me loves it.

thought i had more to say, but i'm TL.

i'm not going to beg, but it would totally make me smile if i got some birthday text messages tomorrow, because i know i'm not going to get anything more than that.

peace out, g.