sexygenie

aaaand...happy birthday to me.

I think last year was my worst birthday ever. They'd slowly been getting worse. Nothing like getting shitfaced at a concert, and then having your bipolar boyfriend ditch you at the local dive bar ALONE so that he can go home and get high. But let's not forget that he did offer to come pick me up and take me home when I called him. Super.

Today's nothing special, but I know that I've got a great group of friends, and that makes me feel really good. No balloons or cake needed. =)

But there will be plenty of dim sum chowed down on this evening. MmmmmMMMMmmm!