today i am 32 and that is so freaking awesome i could just die. for my birthday all i want is a guy whose last name is a bird with an extra syllable at the end. but noooo.
in all seriousness, today i am taking michelle and sanoe and justin surfing and afterwards we are going to sit on my balcony without pants on and throw all of my patio furniture in my pool while doing shots of every hard liquor known to man. i really would like to re-create the
v-day mechanical bull extravaganza, but i'm on the mechanical bull rental blacklist after returning that one covered in various fluids belonging to johnny knoxville.
but we'll try as hard as we can. so everyone come over, because pretty soon we are going to start setting stuff on fire and i am going to call britney and tell her justin and i got married in vegas and ask her how she likes them apples. hey britney, we are having a
snow machine at our wedding and i dare you to top that spears.