Thursday, February 8, 2007

<><>Playing CatchUp<><>

As the arctic winds blew chilled the air outside of our safe cocoon...there we sat together, cuddled up in the softest warmth: Afroman and I.When the clock struck midnight on the morning of February 4th..there we were entangled together."Baby," he half whispered, "it's your birthday.""Yay!!" I replied; in a drunken stupor not really wanting to disturb the blissful peacefulness we shared. "21," I thought, "21 can't be that bad if it starts of this way....."After Afroman left, I fell asleep with the sweetest smile on my face. Waking up later to a gift from my mother....vowing to myself I would get up and go to church on my day off...that didn't really come to fruition. I sat up at around 9am to lots of text and instant messages wishing me well...and later sat in the hospital with my ill grandmother. Later, I went home and slept for about 4 hours...woke up to go to BestFriend's house where I half-watched/half-mused myself by watching her watch the game. We talked our girltalk..and got ready for my birthday "party."<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

BestFriend is always late. This is one of my pet peeves. I am consistently early for everything...while my nearest and dearest are always late. So, in dealing with getting ready with BestFriend...she made me late. I slightly could care less because after all, it was my birthday. I did feel bad when I showed up and ToniChilds and GaySis was there waiting. Even tho, ToniChilds was not invited...getting to tha in a second.Long story birthday was interesting. I drank, I ate, I felt loved, and I paid for most of the debauchery out of my own pocket because EnigmaJr and Twin#1 didn't have enough money to cover it. ToniChilds who is BestFriend's good gal friend from short pants days is an aspiring model and talks and talks and talks soo much, you want to hit her in the throat {literally} would not shut the hell up about how fabulous she is...which I don't think she is...she would be a lot prettier if she would shut up and pose.We were moved 3 times throughout the night..each location colder than the last. By 1am, I was spent and tired and ready to take someone's head clean off their shoulders... SouthernBelle asked to go to a strip club with Afroman and his brother and then proceeded to ask if she could take a picture with him. NOW, I'm not crazy, possessive, or jealous...but that really pissed me the fuck off. How the hell are you going to ask another woman's boyfriend to take a picture with you? Not to mention...I asked her if she wanted to go to a gay or straight club..she misheard me and thought that I said strip club and went bananas trying to get me to go to this strip club with said boyfriend and his brother. Women...are fucked up in their own right. That's why I have 1 female friend and that's Alicia...I trust her with my life.ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! BITCH!

The night ended up with me being, Happy Birthday to me...::scoffs::

Can we fast forward this year to next year's birthday?

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