Busy weekend coming up. Planning parties is not my forte. I have a fuckload of work to do tonight and tomorrow morning, and all of includes moving shit from the garage to the basement or the back patio, AND I have a bum ankle, so this is going to suck royally. My friends Jay and Tony are coming over tomorrow morning to help out, Thank God. I hope she appreciates it, but she probably won't. It won't measure up to her expectations. Yeah, we'll see.

Shit. I have to order the cake. Fuck....