This is my Birthday weekend, thats right, the whole fucking weekend. I know everyone else does the same thing. Dedicate a whole weekend to there birthday. So lets start with Friday. Most likely calling in sick to work Friday night. And proceeding to get drunk. Probably do the same all day Saturday up untill the hockey game. Than get wasted on cheap expensive beer. All beer sucks in my book so I'm really gunna have to hunker down and put forth some effert to actually drink the shit. Sunday re-coupe. Sunday night call in sick again and head to Dante's and check out London and the rest of the SG's there. Also, my cousin is a fire dancer there. Her name is Saphire and she's awsome, if you haven't seen her and you're over 21 living in Portland...............what the fuck! And my actuall B day is Tuesday and I'm working, how depressing. 
(My birthday is going to last for probably five days, when it gets here, and maybe a weekend or two after that. It's going to be terribly stressful...)