I too, am blessed
with the July
I got smashed last night and had to go to a goddamn dentist
this morning, all beat down and whatnot. Not what i had planned.
One of my friends
(?) organized a party
for me yesterday, all my good friends, and she was supposed to pick me up at 3, because my car
was in the shop. She told me she was on her way.
And the dumb little bitch didn't get me. She just didn't show up. All my friends had barbecue
, and whatnot, without the fucking
person whose birthday
fucking pissed me off
Now im the asshole
who doesn't show up to his own birthday party
told everyone there that i told her i didn't want to come, which is a blatant lie
. I don't know what to make of it.
Plans for the day:
- Go out to dinner
with the family for the b-day celebration.
- Begin debauchery
and other wild antics
which may ensue
on one's B-day.
- I could definetly use some tail
to all other july 9thers, always remember that Cancer
s rule the world...
Update: Birthdays are useless. 2 people called me today, thassit, meaning the majority of the people i know basicly said "fuck you", well. thats how i see it anyway...Drink and sleep.