The Aftermath
So the birthday thing, you know, happened. I am now officially 23, but it really doesn't feel any different than 22. Mainly because I'm still a spring chicken and all, so who cares if I'm slightly older. In any case, I had an awesome time at my birthday party. It was tons of fun...well, what I remember from it was tons of fun. Luckily though, I was with friends and I didn't come home with any grievous injuries,* so nothing that bad could have happened. However, considering I was drinking gin and gatorade (don't ask - only Stephanie gets it) the fact I did NOT come home with any grievous injuries is pretty damn lucky.
I spent actual birthday mainly alone. I slept in late and then cuddled with TJ. We went and played in the park most of the day ("play" being a loosely defined term). I had a doctor's appointment that afternoon where I received the best news a girl can receive on her birthday - not pregnant! Not that I thought I was or anything, it's just always nice to get the official no, you know? After the doctor, Court and I grabbed dinner. Then Dan and Rene met up with us and we all grabbed drinks. Very nice all in all. Much better than I thought it would turn out.
Oh, and Dan's present that I was all scared of? It was actually really sweet. Of course, he failed to get me flowers (asshole!!! that's all I fucking wanted. THAT'S ALL) but, I guess like Jonathan says, "guys are really dumb. If you want us to do anything for you, you have to tell us exactly what you want and how you want it done. And where you want it from. And when you want to get it. And maybe write everything down and give us a map with detailed instructions."
Although, Jacqui makes a pretty fine point of her own with how she always says, "guys are fucking dumb. Don't they get it, flowers always equal pussy!"
Well. There you go. Take notes.
* hangover excluded
I spent actual birthday mainly alone. I slept in late and then cuddled with TJ. We went and played in the park most of the day ("play" being a loosely defined term). I had a doctor's appointment that afternoon where I received the best news a girl can receive on her birthday - not pregnant! Not that I thought I was or anything, it's just always nice to get the official no, you know? After the doctor, Court and I grabbed dinner. Then Dan and Rene met up with us and we all grabbed drinks. Very nice all in all. Much better than I thought it would turn out.
Oh, and Dan's present that I was all scared of? It was actually really sweet. Of course, he failed to get me flowers (asshole!!! that's all I fucking wanted. THAT'S ALL) but, I guess like Jonathan says, "guys are really dumb. If you want us to do anything for you, you have to tell us exactly what you want and how you want it done. And where you want it from. And when you want to get it. And maybe write everything down and give us a map with detailed instructions."
Although, Jacqui makes a pretty fine point of her own with how she always says, "guys are fucking dumb. Don't they get it, flowers always equal pussy!"
Well. There you go. Take notes.
* hangover excluded
posted by La Doña at 2:46 PM
5 Comments:
despite the lack of flowers and the fact that i am "dumb" because i didnt buy said flowers, things arent as bad they may seem on this blog.
and besides, flowers are cliche and only serve to perpetuate stereotypes that flowers are thougtfull. in fact, any joe fuckface could run into albertsons and buy flowers that were probably picked by some illegal alien, trying not to inhale pesticides, hoping one day to be able to give his illegal wife some of those precious flowers without getting fired from his degrading job, making gringos smile at his expense.
im way more clever and creative than any "flower" giving shmuck. flowers are ONLY good when they are unexpected. if that makes me "dumb," so be it.
but glad i could be a part of the B-day celebration. i very much enjoyed what you cant remember, though i was VERY tired the next day.
DV
The highlight of my evening was when I was made to feel inadequate because of the doggggggystylle [SIC] DVD. Oh to be black again. And also a robot.
My favorite parts were highlighted by the pictures only a select few have had the joy of seeing. Let me tell ya, 8AM isn't what it used to be. BTW the Jesse pictures were named by Jesse. He wanted to do a photo shoot but I simply didn't have the attention span for it. And to be perfectly honest he didn't have the versatility.
Hey! Since i read your blog regularly, i figured it time to chime in and say I am glad you had a great birthday! Rene sent me the pictures and you guys looked fuckin hot in your scivvies. And btw Dan, you don't have to get the flowers from albertsons....picking some yourself will still reap mad pussy!
Touche, Dan
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