you tell me what you want, and I'll tell you what you get...
And so begins my last livejournal entry as a 25 year old. WHAT WHAT!!!
I had red velvet cake from Big City Bread for lunch and then had some sushi from earthfare for dessert. There's nothing much to report. I've watched both the Grey's Anatomy and the CSI episodes today that I missed last night while at Old Navy. OMG!!!1!!! Meredith CAN'T DIE!!! I cried. And then I wanted to slap Izzie for ruining a perfectly poingnantpoignant and over-emotional-wrought moment. I'm busy feeliing for Dr. McDreamy!!! I don't care what you believe, you stupid, stupid girl. As Ian pointed out, she and Denny didn't even get to have SEX. seriously. But I also see Izzie's side--I mean, he is a "virile, horse of a man." None of this is going to make sense if you don't watch grey's as much as I do. Oh well.
Anyway. My birthday. I was all set to be low-key about turning 26. Like, I felt like I had to be depressed about it. I've decided that I don't really have to be depressed about it. I can't help but be happy about my birthday. It's the one day of the year I allow myself to be all "hey! It's about ME!!" Or, maybe it's the one day I do that sort of thing on purpose. You'll have to let me know.
Anyway. Have a good weekend. I'm going to go eat some cake.
I had red velvet cake from Big City Bread for lunch and then had some sushi from earthfare for dessert. There's nothing much to report. I've watched both the Grey's Anatomy and the CSI episodes today that I missed last night while at Old Navy. OMG!!!1!!! Meredith CAN'T DIE!!! I cried. And then I wanted to slap Izzie for ruining a perfectly poingnantpoignant and over-emotional-wrought moment. I'm busy feeliing for Dr. McDreamy!!! I don't care what you believe, you stupid, stupid girl. As Ian pointed out, she and Denny didn't even get to have SEX. seriously. But I also see Izzie's side--I mean, he is a "virile, horse of a man." None of this is going to make sense if you don't watch grey's as much as I do. Oh well.
Anyway. My birthday. I was all set to be low-key about turning 26. Like, I felt like I had to be depressed about it. I've decided that I don't really have to be depressed about it. I can't help but be happy about my birthday. It's the one day of the year I allow myself to be all "hey! It's about ME!!" Or, maybe it's the one day I do that sort of thing on purpose. You'll have to let me know.
Anyway. Have a good weekend. I'm going to go eat some cake.