wendy

someone rode a harley.
a fat boy.
it's turquoise and white.

it was me, mother fucker. i did.

that was only one of the super awesome things that will now, compiled together, be fondly remembered as my 23rd birthday. my party seriously ruled. right now i'm drinking a redbull, eating a piece of pumpkin pie and a piece of chocolate cheesecake with oreo crust. i'm switching back and forth between bites. i need a cigarette. i still may be a little drunk.

i can't even begin to tell you how many pictures were taken last night, but you're gonna have to wait a lil bit, these things take time.

got some color done on my tattoo...got 2 copies of land of the dead (SWEET), watched peewee's big adventure, cain wins the award for best present. she made me miniature condoms. they fucking rule, dude. they're hilarious. i definitely wouldn't be afraid to whip one of those out and be like hey here, this one might fit you. for real.

i will get back to all of your birthday comments, i promise. ibitemylowerlip got me fucking peach stoli vodka. this is my favorite liquor in the whole world ever, they barely sell it ANYWHERE. she found it at some liquor store in hollywood and put it in her lil suitcase to bring to me. the bottle is huge. i will drink it always.

yesterday i ate lamb, bacon, and cupcakes. those are the only things i ate, for real. there were definitely multiple people who brought bacon to my party last night, all for me. and my cupcakes spelled out happy birthday gilly and then rick rearranged them to say dirty hippy balla.

i don't want a week of school to be starting.

my birthday weekend makes me do this