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Dec 12, 2005 22:23

Oh....my birthday. I usually hate birthdays because I've had so many horrid ones. But today wasn't so bad, got poked by a very large needle this morning, then went to work for 9 hours. Fun.

Last night was a blast though. Went to my grandparents house for a 'party', where we basically ate dinner and gabbed a lot about random shit. My parents got me a record player, since my old one was beyond repair (it was made in 1973, what do you expect?) so now I can go back to listening to PETER FRAMPTON COMES ALIVE at an ungodly volume. I taught my brother how to work it (much easier than my old one) and he put on some Air Supply...and we both knew the words. Weird.

Went through my moms old record collection (she worked at a record store when she was younger) and she has boxes of vinyls. It was really nice spending an evening dancing like maniacs to Styx in the kitchen with my mom, brother and sister.

Oh, and we stole a 'GUN SHOW' sign off a fence in town. Inside family joke, but now its hanging in my room.

I hate birthdays.
but I love my family.
And I love vinyl.
and I also love Sara and Ashley and Nakia. And Bryan, I guess. :)
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