bleakronin

So my birthday festivity came and went...needless to say it was less then spectacular. Everyone cancelled out on me at the last minute, with the exception for my crush and a few of my gothy friends. I had a good time none the less and got a little too drunk. So much so I passed out and woke up in my apartment somehow(?). Needless to say I had a wonderful hangover the next morning.

And of course later that morning those same aforementioned goth friends took me to the Rennisance Fair. Hungover and surronded by costumed people with bad english accents is definatly an interesting experience.

This friday I accompany my crush to a friend of hers wedding. This should be interesting to say the least. But at least I get to impress her with me getting all gussy-ed up.

Whelp, enough of my ranting...ciao for now.