How I spent my birthday
By Megan, age 25.
Singing. Belgian waffles, cupcakes, coffee. More singing. Chocolate covered fruit basket! Messages from all over. Staying late at work doing tedious paper stacking. Nap. Singing again. Giant box from my mom. (One sexy secretary dress, one bafflingly long shirt.) Burnt plastic all over our pizza stone, filled kitchen with smoke. Decided long shirt was good for pajamas, housepainting, risky business dance. Got stuck in very tight sexy secretary dress and had to get help out of it. More songs and messages. Garlic mashed potato pizza for dinner on real tablecloth at real table. Wine glass filled with sparkling energy beverage instead of wine, though. Stupid ferret decided to investigate romantic fireplace candles and singed all the whiskers on the right side of his face off. The end?
Singing. Belgian waffles, cupcakes, coffee. More singing. Chocolate covered fruit basket! Messages from all over. Staying late at work doing tedious paper stacking. Nap. Singing again. Giant box from my mom. (One sexy secretary dress, one bafflingly long shirt.) Burnt plastic all over our pizza stone, filled kitchen with smoke. Decided long shirt was good for pajamas, housepainting, risky business dance. Got stuck in very tight sexy secretary dress and had to get help out of it. More songs and messages. Garlic mashed potato pizza for dinner on real tablecloth at real table. Wine glass filled with sparkling energy beverage instead of wine, though. Stupid ferret decided to investigate romantic fireplace candles and singed all the whiskers on the right side of his face off. The end?