unmerrymelodies

Well as you can see by that big bar-o-info on the left of the screen my birthday was Thursday. What a fan-fucking-tastic day that was. Once you reach a certain point birthdays are totally worthless. Your friends don't have any money to get you anything if they even remember at all. I actually had a friend who has the same birthday as me invite me out to dinner with a bunch of his friends. I wasn't going to eat until his girlfriend said she'd treat. I normally don't take food from people like that but I just remembered how much she has annoyed me in the past and how she wears shirts that say "punk" and I figured I'd get the most expensive thing on the menu. No regrets at all.

Tonight I went to some friends house and since it was my birthday yesterday they left me drink the last of their vodka. I think vodka is the fucking worst liquor there is, we had a very bad falling out when i was 18 and things have just gotten worse since, but beggers can't be choosy and i drank the rest of the bottle. It wasn't much but it was just enough to get me past feeling good and into wanting to puke. Since I'm sure no one will ever read this, and even if by ome act of god they do I'm sure they won't care I'm going to go to bed. It's been real fun, but now I must say goodbye.

Goodbye,
Zach