birfday lasts all weeksies
it's officially the 4th anniversary of "birfday lasts all weeksies," which essentially means i'm old. 23, like the wu tang clan, ain't nothing to fuck with. it's been a shitty birthday. i didn't go out last night, because i didn't feel like it, Kate's decided she's ready for a relationship again, with some guy who isn't me, bryan didn't send me my W-2's like he said he would, so my taxes aren't done, and i feel fat. all in all, not a pleasant beginning to my 24th year on this planet.
however, on a lighter side, i'm working now, which means i get money, i bought a couple games today(for the N64, as my brother and i are a tad on the kitchy side) and i bought the Hipster's Handbook today, cuz it's effing hilarious. i also ate outside, as it was gorgeous, and Mt Ranier was in plain sight, which made it even better. i'm in a new apartment, with a bed, and sheets, and my louisville throw, and my cat loves me, and i'm reading the Sandman. i guess things aren't all bad. i miss everyone back home, everyone who left home, and everyone who misses me. happy birthday to all, and to all, a good night.
however, on a lighter side, i'm working now, which means i get money, i bought a couple games today(for the N64, as my brother and i are a tad on the kitchy side) and i bought the Hipster's Handbook today, cuz it's effing hilarious. i also ate outside, as it was gorgeous, and Mt Ranier was in plain sight, which made it even better. i'm in a new apartment, with a bed, and sheets, and my louisville throw, and my cat loves me, and i'm reading the Sandman. i guess things aren't all bad. i miss everyone back home, everyone who left home, and everyone who misses me. happy birthday to all, and to all, a good night.