the m word
So check it out. My birthday was great. I think. I was hungover until tuesday. The party was on Saturday. I was still drunk all day sunday.
Judging from the photos, i became a pirate at some point in the evening. And i kissed alot of people. And my girlfriend scowled at me because of that. Then some gays showed up and there was alot of dancing. Anna Jackson's gold tooth was a huge hit, and i got a huge bottle of chocolate covered champaigne. I guess. I mean i don't really remember any of it. But i trust what my camera tells me, so....
But wait, there's more. Tuesday was my official birthday, and so me and Lindsey went to the MCA for the warhol exhibit. We ended up getting in a fight with the guy in the gift shop, because he wouldn't let us buy the display version something they were out of. I wanted to say: "Just because you are middle aged, and all you've managed to make happen for yourself is a management position at a museam gift shop, you don't have to take out your bitter failure power abuse issues on us" but i was still too hungover to care enough. Anna Jackson and Todd were there too.
Okay, so here's the best part. So then we went to the Signature Room for lunch. And when i opened the menu there was a like a love oath that Lindsey wrote to me, and once i figured out that that;s what it was, I looked up, and there she was holding a ring from Tiffany, shaking and PROPOSING!!!
BOO YAH!
Who would've thought... I didn't actually have to drug, or bribe someone into wanting to marry me! So there it is. I am engaged. I can't wait to tell my dad that he has to pay for my gay wedding. He's gonna love that.
In other news, i won these creepy potholders from ebay:
yep, that's about it. Oh, that and i learned yesterday that you should NEVER try to go through the Jewel self checkout line with $100 worth of groceries. Unless you like hearing "Item removed from bagging area, please replace item" over and over again like it's some sort of haunting nightmare, and you like everyone in the store staring at you like you are a mentally challenged chipanzee that kills babies.
that's just my advice to you.
Judging from the photos, i became a pirate at some point in the evening. And i kissed alot of people. And my girlfriend scowled at me because of that. Then some gays showed up and there was alot of dancing. Anna Jackson's gold tooth was a huge hit, and i got a huge bottle of chocolate covered champaigne. I guess. I mean i don't really remember any of it. But i trust what my camera tells me, so....
But wait, there's more. Tuesday was my official birthday, and so me and Lindsey went to the MCA for the warhol exhibit. We ended up getting in a fight with the guy in the gift shop, because he wouldn't let us buy the display version something they were out of. I wanted to say: "Just because you are middle aged, and all you've managed to make happen for yourself is a management position at a museam gift shop, you don't have to take out your bitter failure power abuse issues on us" but i was still too hungover to care enough. Anna Jackson and Todd were there too.
Okay, so here's the best part. So then we went to the Signature Room for lunch. And when i opened the menu there was a like a love oath that Lindsey wrote to me, and once i figured out that that;s what it was, I looked up, and there she was holding a ring from Tiffany, shaking and PROPOSING!!!
BOO YAH!
Who would've thought... I didn't actually have to drug, or bribe someone into wanting to marry me! So there it is. I am engaged. I can't wait to tell my dad that he has to pay for my gay wedding. He's gonna love that.
In other news, i won these creepy potholders from ebay:
yep, that's about it. Oh, that and i learned yesterday that you should NEVER try to go through the Jewel self checkout line with $100 worth of groceries. Unless you like hearing "Item removed from bagging area, please replace item" over and over again like it's some sort of haunting nightmare, and you like everyone in the store staring at you like you are a mentally challenged chipanzee that kills babies.
that's just my advice to you.