My birthday plans have changed due to a unforeseen conflict, so instead I might spend about my entire morning/afternoon with Tara, hop on the train at around 7pm (or whenever Tara goes to the other party) to Penn, switch to Jamaica, take the train to Pacific Atlantic in BK, and ride the subway to 36th street, then walk about 2 blocks and I'm at Jay ( Read more... )

So I'm bored, really bored and I decided to just randomly type whatever pops into my head like the good ole days.

My Birthday. What's cooler then my birthday? Nothing maybe. OK So maybe Jesus has me beat but still, his is fucking Christmas, no fair. Really now, who's birthday would you rather celebrate? George Washington? What did he ever do for you ( Read more... )