| So, my birthday has come and gone. It was a lot of fun, and I was so happy to see Maro, but I was a little too hungover for it. Jackie said you're not 21 until you puke, and I did indeed vomit sometime in the afternoon. We went out to dinner, where I had amazing crabcakes, but couldn't even eat half of it. I also got a cosmo, which was more like straight vodka and a little bit of lime. It reminded me of drinking Bacardi Limon with Mark and Maro. Those memories trigger my gag reflex. Dave and Busters was really cool, but it closed at midnight. Lame. Lame lame lame. I was so tired, so I went to bed, and thank god they gave me the morning off too, because I really needed to sleep. Oh, at one point last night, Maro flashed a car full of guys. I guess double fisting tequila shots and red bull and vodka was a bad idea. Oops. Anyway, I'm going to go scare up a wawa cheese hoagie. Mmmmmmmm. Tomorrow I go food shopping for my people. Then they'll have more than cans of bamboo shoots. Sorry I haven't been writing in here much but I broke my computer and I'm still using the kids. When I get mine set up, there will be volumes of boring ass shit for you to read. Oh, Andrew wrote the nicest thing about me on www.giraffebrothers.com. He's the best. Seriously. What a good brother. |
