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my birthday:
well, i dyed my hair, and the dumb bitch did pretty much exactly the opposite of what i wanted, but whatever. i'm a little more used to it now, and hopefully will be getting it fixed on tuesday:
my grandmother forgot to call me! how sweet is that?! it hurt my feelings quite a bit, but she did call me this morning and i feel a lot better about it now.
i got a juicer from max! now i can make some sweet orange carrot juice! wicked!
i got a bottle of absolut citron vodka from ben.
i got a care package of various faggy alcoholic beverages from callie. (all this alcohol is hilarious considering i rarely drink, but i think everyone thought, "HEY IT'S HER BIRTHDAY LETS GET HER FUCKED UP!" even though i had absolutely no intention of doing so.)
I got some PINK! perfume from daniel and also MOD VANS!!!!! i dont know if any of you remember, but in highschool i was fucking obsessed with my mod vans. i wore them until they were destroyed and i could never get another pair because only 5,000 pairs were made. apparently daniel searched for 6 months and had to order them from this warehouse in san diego, the only place in the country that had any left. it was the best present i have ever gotten, the sweetest, most thoughtful gift. i am so grateful for them.
the shoes almost make up for the fact that daniel made some asinine reference to my mom and made me cry. this is how it went down:
ben: it's your birthday, you should be going crazy, doin coke or something (joke)
me: you should have seen me earlier, i was shooting up heroin (joke)
daniel: ah, following in your mother's footsteps (not funny)
in any case, its all okay now and i'm just really glad i got to spend my birthday with really cool people that give a shit, even if we do have 5 pizzas left over.
well, i dyed my hair, and the dumb bitch did pretty much exactly the opposite of what i wanted, but whatever. i'm a little more used to it now, and hopefully will be getting it fixed on tuesday:
my grandmother forgot to call me! how sweet is that?! it hurt my feelings quite a bit, but she did call me this morning and i feel a lot better about it now.
i got a juicer from max! now i can make some sweet orange carrot juice! wicked!
i got a bottle of absolut citron vodka from ben.
i got a care package of various faggy alcoholic beverages from callie. (all this alcohol is hilarious considering i rarely drink, but i think everyone thought, "HEY IT'S HER BIRTHDAY LETS GET HER FUCKED UP!" even though i had absolutely no intention of doing so.)
I got some PINK! perfume from daniel and also MOD VANS!!!!! i dont know if any of you remember, but in highschool i was fucking obsessed with my mod vans. i wore them until they were destroyed and i could never get another pair because only 5,000 pairs were made. apparently daniel searched for 6 months and had to order them from this warehouse in san diego, the only place in the country that had any left. it was the best present i have ever gotten, the sweetest, most thoughtful gift. i am so grateful for them.
the shoes almost make up for the fact that daniel made some asinine reference to my mom and made me cry. this is how it went down:
ben: it's your birthday, you should be going crazy, doin coke or something (joke)
me: you should have seen me earlier, i was shooting up heroin (joke)
daniel: ah, following in your mother's footsteps (not funny)
in any case, its all okay now and i'm just really glad i got to spend my birthday with really cool people that give a shit, even if we do have 5 pizzas left over.