Birthdays are fun
well, i love birthdays. the birthday person is allowed whatever they want. they wanna sleep in all day, fine. dont do shit all day, great. go out and party till 3, fantastic. its great. you can do w/e you want and since its ur birthday people feel bad about telling you no. so, fuck, i spose if you wanted to you could get away with murder lol.
but anywho, i slept till 1, which was awesome. ive been sick anyways, i needed my extra sleep. and i was gonna go to the chiropracter, its my birthday, so andrew felt bad telling me no today lol. but i called his office, and unfortunately, no openings. i guess i shoulda gotten up ealier. but, im extending my birthday allowances till wednesday. i know, im cheating. so i get to get all fixed up tomorrow. finally, my back wont be causing me extruciating pain. our bed is going out, i was in a car accident 3 months back, and i had a daughter 9 months ago and that also made my back wacked.
went out to eat. I love IHOP. and they got this new thing, stuffed french toast. its awesome. that was my birthday lunch/dinner. then we went roller blade shopping. ive recently renewed my interest in skating, and i like blading better, so i decided to get me a pair. i need to get into shape anyways. do you have any clue how fucking hard it is to get ahold of a decent pair of roller blades? not your dinky stuck a pair of tennis shoes into something with a little bit of ankle support peice of shit blades. no, i want a good pair. support from the toes to the calves. cant find the damned things. went to Dicks, the new galyans, went to walmart, went to the great escape, and gander mountain. finally, the day is mostly gone, we gave up on searching till the morrow. went and visited my aunt lynn and cousins. they are going thru high school. poor kids. high school is fucking torture for all but a very lucky select few, who i personally think sold their souls to the devil to not be put thru hell during high school. but anywho, my aunt wants us to help them get a few good outfits suitable for both church and everyday. we get to turn my wanna be emo cousin into a prep. great. hes a wanna be emo turned jock. did i mention hes trying to run track? now i love my cousin, hes a dear kid, but i think hes just a little bit confused. got his click confused. you are emo, jock, prep, drugee, or nerd. oh, cheerleaders fit the jock group. hes so confused. ah well.
ah well, off to bed to watch the crappy starship troopers2. its not nearly as good as 1, but he wants to see it >.<
but anywho, i slept till 1, which was awesome. ive been sick anyways, i needed my extra sleep. and i was gonna go to the chiropracter, its my birthday, so andrew felt bad telling me no today lol. but i called his office, and unfortunately, no openings. i guess i shoulda gotten up ealier. but, im extending my birthday allowances till wednesday. i know, im cheating. so i get to get all fixed up tomorrow. finally, my back wont be causing me extruciating pain. our bed is going out, i was in a car accident 3 months back, and i had a daughter 9 months ago and that also made my back wacked.
went out to eat. I love IHOP. and they got this new thing, stuffed french toast. its awesome. that was my birthday lunch/dinner. then we went roller blade shopping. ive recently renewed my interest in skating, and i like blading better, so i decided to get me a pair. i need to get into shape anyways. do you have any clue how fucking hard it is to get ahold of a decent pair of roller blades? not your dinky stuck a pair of tennis shoes into something with a little bit of ankle support peice of shit blades. no, i want a good pair. support from the toes to the calves. cant find the damned things. went to Dicks, the new galyans, went to walmart, went to the great escape, and gander mountain. finally, the day is mostly gone, we gave up on searching till the morrow. went and visited my aunt lynn and cousins. they are going thru high school. poor kids. high school is fucking torture for all but a very lucky select few, who i personally think sold their souls to the devil to not be put thru hell during high school. but anywho, my aunt wants us to help them get a few good outfits suitable for both church and everyday. we get to turn my wanna be emo cousin into a prep. great. hes a wanna be emo turned jock. did i mention hes trying to run track? now i love my cousin, hes a dear kid, but i think hes just a little bit confused. got his click confused. you are emo, jock, prep, drugee, or nerd. oh, cheerleaders fit the jock group. hes so confused. ah well.
ah well, off to bed to watch the crappy starship troopers2. its not nearly as good as 1, but he wants to see it >.<
posted by Ahleyanna @ 12:19 AM
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