i'm 23 now
and my spacebar on my laptop isn't working these days. well, i mean it does work... but only when i smash it or press like five times. my birthday kicked so much ass compared to last year, and the year before, and the year before that... they all kind of blew. but this year, dave made sure i had a good one. i got to sleep in, i went out to lunch with josie and she paid:), then we went to the school and took care of business, dave came home from work and brought a bday cake, we all three ate cake and took a nap, then we took josie to her tattoo appointment where then dave and i took off for drinks and hanging out. we had a bunch of pbr and he taught me how to play darts, which is actually really fun. then we picked josie up again, had dinner, and went to the marathon taverna where i stayed until who knows when and stumbled home with me boo. it was just good. better than this run down lets on. i wish it were graduation already so i could be done and on to grad school and living with dave in hawaii. we'll have a dog named george if the apartments let us. i suppose i should go to bed but i'm waiting for the rest of my csi episode to load before i hit the hay.