Jan 29, 2007 21:56
Well, 2007 hasn't been peaches & cream so far. My hopes are still high, however, because 7 is my favorite number, so 2007 has to be good. Even if the Fates have designed things for me that I don't understand currently.
I don't really feel like getting into the things that are making '07 so shitty. Let's just loosly say they have to do with job and money. Isn't that everyones' woe?
Now, for something completley different. I have decided that as long as I still get carded for booze, i'm still considered 21, and I can act like it if I want.
The difference between 21 year old Kelly and 27 year old Kelly is:
21 yr. old Kelly = Bud Lite and Rum
27 yr. old Kelly= Sam Adams Black Lager and Piniot Grigio.
What can you do?
I need a tattoo soon.
Oh, and to Carolyn specifically, I am OK with the Trot trade, after much mourning. His picture is still on the night stand near my bed, and probably always will be. It's not like he went to the YANKEES or something.
Speaking of sports figures I hate, I hope Peyton Manning drowns in a bucket of his own vomit. Did you all notice that he looks like a thumb???
What else? I went to Winter's (Layla and Dan's daughter) 1st birthday party yesterday and had a blast. She is the sweetest baby ever. Definatley has Layla's disposition. You can tell she knows everything about everyone in the room...she takes it all in, and is a goddess already. Got the new Shroud album from Dan, of which I have some vocals on.
Shana & Dave's wedding is coming up in March. Me and Foley practiced this weekend (We're singing in it).
Uh. Um. Uh. I still love my apartment. I wish I could have a pet here, though. Besides Joe.