yo shorty, it's your birthday.
pardon me while i get a bit emo.
yesterday's tomorrow turned out ok. i'm still super bummed out, as some might think californians are wont to say, but i'm sure as soon as i get over myself i'll be alright. i miss my family, i'm getting old, i want to move again, same old angsty shit. but m and i had a really awesome dinner and our dessert was a work of fucking art. got to find beauty somewheres.
yesterday's tomorrow turned out ok. i'm still super bummed out, as some might think californians are wont to say, but i'm sure as soon as i get over myself i'll be alright. i miss my family, i'm getting old, i want to move again, same old angsty shit. but m and i had a really awesome dinner and our dessert was a work of fucking art. got to find beauty somewheres.
posted by .francesca | 9:57 PM
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By the end of today I will have a present for you.
By sundown I swear!
Happy Birthday and you're not old, not by a longshot!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
silly ains,
i knew you weren't suggesting i'm old. I'M suggesting i'm old! HA!
i guess the old thing is relative. i know i'm not old. i just have my parents telling me things like "when i was your age..." etc etc. makes me feel old.
thanks buddy!
xo
Based on the one year I have spent in my 30s, celery's comment rings true. The 30s are all about being ultra awesome.
well, i guess i have 4 more years of un-awesomeness to look forward to, thanks guys for making me feel better SOB
any time. That's what the internet is for. I didn't say that the 20s weren't awesome, just that the 30s are ultra awesome. Now we're talking.
R
I can't wait to be thirty and
I only have to wait 3 and a half
months! All's i need is a leopard-print blouse and some gold necklaces and soon enough you will see me hanging out at the skatebowl, generally being a floozy.
-Rebecca Y.
you'll be a cougar then! haha! it will be great!
rebs: are you still taking Flamenco lessons? You should quit and learn to do that cougar grinding dance instead. So hot.
Every unmarried woman,
on her 35th birthday,
is led
into a cavern beneath her city
by a hunchback-ed, curly-wigg-ed transvestite,
who teaches her:
***The Cougar Grind***
Francesca,
I just had my 29th b-day. I know what you feel like, all that weird angsty shit.
i'm glad you found that the dessert was a work of fucking art. that makes me deliriously happy.
maybe i should start selling them...
aww thanks simon. and YOUR cake WAS a work of art, but i was talking about our dessert at de maurizio's...which was more sculptural than yours, but rivaled in awesomeness.
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