Feliz mi cumpleanos
So Wednesday was my birthday. Started off waking up next to this hot boy I kinda maybe love, went back to sleep while he went to class, and had a late lunch at Weaver D's (Automatic for the People, baby). Hung out for a little longer, then drove back to Atlanta to pick up Sherie at MARTA. Drove to El Boozo, met Aaron, Tugger, and Jared, watched Charlie Brown (the big-head drag queen, not the big-head cartoon). Sherie left, the boys all went to Blake's. Hot Toddie was behind the bar, made me lots of shots fo free! Drank way to much, went to TJ's to finish off the night. Saw a lot of people I knew, had too many shots bought for me, went back to Tugger's to really finish off the night. Drank absinthe, played strip poker for about 10 minutes, then passed out of Tugger's minister father came down to tell me happy birthday and to quiet the hell down for Christ's sake.
It was a good birthday. So good, I might go for round 2 tomorrow.
Oh, and I'm a little sad Chris didn't make it to fashion week.
It was a good birthday. So good, I might go for round 2 tomorrow.
Oh, and I'm a little sad Chris didn't make it to fashion week.