wendy

let the fucking partying begin. last night started things off wonderfully...had a couple drinks here, went to the bar and had some more, went to the grocery store and bought some fuckin bacon.

i should never be allowed in grocery stores when i'm drunk. i bought a stuffed moose wearing a christmas hat. he was $10 and I have named him Garter. He fucking rules, but he was an impulse buy. Sorry Garter, it's the truth.

anyway I think I ate most of the package of bacon. Kevin cooked it all and I just sat there and ate it as he took it out of the pan, piece by piece.

I'm going to be so drunk this weekend. I haven't been really drunk in a long time. SO MANY PEOPLE have called saying "what kind of liquor do you like?" in terms of what they should bring to my party. I've finally just started saying don't worry about me, i'm taken care of. If I drink everything that people are bringing for me I'll end up in the hospital, or at least crouched down over my toilet.

I'm fucking excited to party with my lady Cain. She rules me, really hard. really hard.

I might go get my tattoo colored in today, I have so much time until tonight and I'm feisty and want to do something to occupy my time.

Oh yeah, my parents sent me a fucking Canon Digital Rebel XT. A Black one. I FUCKING LOVE IT. I'm SO HAPPY. I have to go buy a memory card and teach myself how to use the thing, I've never had even a small digital camera before, I have no idea how to work these things. And I HATE instruction manuals. I already have a Canon Rebel so I think it shouldn't be too hard to figure out the manual settings and all that, but just... there are so many buttons.

oh, and time is running out... have you checked this out yet?

birthdays only come once a year .....

oh man...i hate reading instruction manuals, but i just couldn't sit here with this new camera and not let you all see a couple shots of me sitting at my computer, talking to all of you. this is me, no makeup, no bullshit, hungover... voila....