OK, My birthday was actually 2 days ago, but that is NOT THE POINT! Oh, and I got into D-land on my first try today. How cool is that?

I have not been able to get my ass out of bed today. Seriously. I was up til 6:30am, then I got up again at 11:30, went back to sleep at like, 2:00 and everytime I sat still for more than five minutes after that, I would pass out for another half hour or so. I think my body is rebelling on me.

Oh, and Patty, Jess, you guys completely rock for giving me birthday love! And Shana whom I completely adore because she just says the nicest things sometimes... and then she'll start talking trash with me and thats fun too.

I gathered up my posse and gimped my still criple ass to Bobby Mcgee's for my birthday. Not everyone showed up who said they would but that's OK, a few people who I havn't seen in a while made an appearance, and that's always nice. Plus, a couple people I used to work with showed up, so that's cool. I spent the night consuming a rediculous ammount of alcohol for someone who is usually pretty damn tipsy after 3 drinks. Here's the tally:
2 Apple Pucker Shots
1 Pink Pussy Shot
1 Blow Job Shot
1 Fuzzy Navel
1 Adios Mother-Fucker (should that be hyphenated? Oh, well...)
2 Margarita's
And The Vast Mojority of One 80oz Party bucket of Frozen Margarita's.
Now normally, getting me to do 1 shot is a chore, and getting me to do 2 is like getting blood from a rock, so as you can see, I was out of control. The tally actually would have been 5 shots, but at one pont I had 3 in front of me and I gave one to Erin so that she could partake in a toast. See, that's what friendship is all about, the sharing of the alcohol.

Ironically enough, I was not hung over the next day. When I got home at 2:00 am, my stomache was doing this super fun quivery thing (i.e.: "Hey bitch! Feeeeeeeed Me!!"), so I had the presence of mind to eat a sandwich and start drinking some of that questionable gatoraide water. It's chock full of nutra-sweety badness, but it rehydrates, and tastes like fruit. That's all I'm looking for in my water.

Thursday was No Doubt and Blink 182, that was a very awesome show! We were even closer than we were last time, which is so beautiful it makes me want to shed a single teardrop. Pictures were taken, and at some point, Shana, our official concert historian will make them available for viewing. Blink was alright. I've always liked them in a passing fancy kind of way. As in, if they're on, I'll listen, but I've never been inclined to follow them around the country or anything. Their guitars were up way too loud and pretty much drowned out the vocals most of the time. But ND was awesome, as always, I swear to god it seemed like they were only on half the time that Blink was. Gwen Stefani is so awesome. She's the only person I know who can rock green plaid pants, and a stripped tank-top while singing in a bathtub and have me still think, "god, I want to be her!". She had also latched onto the "F" word all night, which completely amused me because we all know how much I like that word. She used it 3 times in "Just A Girl" alone. Hee!

My little brothers are in the living room watching The Last Dragon and eating Mcdonalds. Mcnuggets are edible, and The Last Dragon is on my TV. DId I die and wake up in 1985? Later days!
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