OK, as most of you know it’s been a bad week. (Abcessed tooth, witnessed a murder)
tomorrow is my birthday. I’m soliciting birthday wishes so I can get in the mood for it. I’m not dreading it, but I’m not very excited either. I’ll be 29, a good age. (for wine!)
Happy Halloween, all!
A friend is someone who likes you even though you’re as ugly as a hat full of assholes.