"Heineken? Fuck that shit! Pabst Blue Ribbon!"
Hello, babies. I am writing to tell you that my birthday celebration has been good so far. Lauren and I went to a hookah cafe in Jacksonville called Casbah. There was a bellydancer there, and she was being all seductive and everything. For my first legal drink at exactly midnight, I had a Chocolate Covered Raspberry, which was Lambic (whatever that is) and Guinness. It was Yum Yum. I think Guinness might be a new favorite. My second beer was some one that I don't remember the name of, but our cool waiter, Cody, recommended it. My third beer was an ale that smelled like blueberries, but it didn't taste as good as my first two drinks. I had strawberry, raspberry, blackberry cheesecake for my birthday, and it was soooooo good. I would have had more drinks, but I was already full on the food that I had there (a chicken finger and fries basket) and the cheesecake. I asked Cody about the music that was playing (which was awesome), but he said that it was on the owner or manager's iPod, so I didn't know the names of stuff. Then I had to pee alot, and then Casbah closed, so we drove back to Fernandina. I wished that all of you guys had been there. I miss everybody. I am Miss Stumbly Pants now, and I am ready for Sleepy Time. Love you guys. Good. Night.