Love don't have to be so hard
So my birthday was good.... thanks for asking. I got a sweet ass chair for my computer desk from mom and dad and three cds from Zach. Oh and Sarah got me a tattoo. It's pretty sweet, I'm not gonna lie. I'd put a picture of it up if I knew how but I don't so it's a vine across the top of my foot and around the bottom of my ankle with shamrocks and a four leaf clover on it. It's gorgeous. It hurt like a mofo though... I thought I was going to die (ok sso I'm exagerating but I was squeezing the fuck out of Jeff's hand and Sarah captured my face in agony for all eternity on her phone). It hurt alot. I won't ever get another for that reason. Too much pain. And it hurts now since I have to wear shoes all day and it puts pressure on it all damn day. We saw BC at the Dublin and they were sweet as fuck, and they did Linger for me for my birthday. They had a bigger tent this year but it was still too small. Some douche bag posted to BC's guestbook that they hate the Rooster and I wanted to kill them. I love the Rooster! All in all a good weekend. Lots of fun.