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So, I haven't blogged in a while... I had my 22nd birthday on the 8th. It was a small affair, but it was the best birthday i've ever had. I got the day off work to be drunk all day, I had irish coffee in the morning, then went swimming. When Gabby got off work we got dolled up at went to the grocery store for memosa ingredients... To be specific, we road our beach-cruzers to the store in matching chelsey dresses. My mom made my favorite kind of spaghetti, which I had two bowls of along with my memosas. They sang to me and I blew out the candles, had cake and then road to the bar. I didn't pay for any drinks that night, and neither did Gabby. She had to drink some of mine actually. Guidi miraculously had champagne on hand(?). Needless to say I was wasted-faced-ed. We left the bar at around closing time, road our bikes home... which was completely exhilerating! By the time I got home I was sober and slept soundly, no hang over!

BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!