May 21, 2005 08:11
I woke up this morning with a headache. Hopefully by the time I get to work this morning it will be gone. One can only hope.
This weekend should be lovely. After work, which is only three hours long, we're going to San Francisco to go to NWC with the fruit. It'll be me, Ryan, Tina, Fruit, for dinner, and then me, Ryan, Tina, Fruit, a bunch of Fruit's friends, Leo, and Kevin H. at NWC. I'm hoping the girlzies will come down too...but you never know what the lesbians are doing, they're usually either flaking or nesting. We'll come home Sunday, relax and then go to club. I'll be spending the first wee hours of my birthday at the club, which will hopefully guarantee a good start to my 24th year. More importantly, Sunday is also Morrissey's birthday, which means at some point we'll have tea, listen to some Mozzer, and I'll take some time alone to write and reflect how much he means to me and what an anchor his words have been in my life.
So with that...
Happy Birthday to Morrissey.
Happy Birthday to me.
And may this weekend be something I don't soon forget. Cheers.