(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.