calypso

Sooo...happy birthday to me. I'm 19. Yippy.

I've spent the better part of the day sleeping, mostly because I wanted to, and it's my birthday so I can do whatever the fuck I feel like doing.

I don't know what I'll do just yet. I'd like to start off with getting something to eat...but I can't imagine I'll do much after that.

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Thus far my trip to Texas has been interesting. On Sunday we went to "The Church." It's this goth-type club with a room that plays mostly upbeat 80s music, and the larger room plays angry-goth/industrial/techno music. Dancing in a sea of black and bad hair made me feel quite at home, actually.

After the club we went to some cafe, where I got hit on by Kato-freaking-Kaelin. Talk about bizarre. As soon as we walked in and I saw him, I was like, "OH my god...it's Kato Kaelin!" I'm so easily star-struck, it's ridiculous.

I walked past him to use the restroom, when he stopped me. "Where'd you go?" he asked. A fitting question, considering I was clad in a tight, black, low-cut dress with high slits up the sides, and knee-high boots.

"Oh...um...we went to this place," I genuinely couldn't remember. " Oh yeah...it's called The Church on Thursdays and Sundays."

"Cool," he replied. "Well, I'm lovin' it..." he continued, looking me up and down.

"Uh...thanks...?"

So, yeah. If ever I murder someone, I now have connections.

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I bought a Fullmetal Alchemist messenger bag and babydoll t-shirt the other day. "NERD!" is what they'll all be shouting from afar.

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS WISHED ME A HAPPY BIRTHDAY SO FAR! My family has yet to even call me.

(And, Hal, you suck for not wishing me a happy birthday yet. Jerk.)