Sunday night...

Well. I got really really smashed on Sunday.

So smashed, I actually can't remember parts of the evening.

Chunks of the evening.

I apparently went on a rant and slapped Meaghan (lightly) for worrying too much.

And I went to church street and hung out there for a while. I remember some of it. Though I don't remember eating pizza, talking to Warren or how we got home.

And yesterday, my actual birthday was spent still drunk/hungover at work.

Not very fun.

Went for some food with Shaun and Meaghan. Good times. Feeling better now.

Lates!

B-day party tomorrow and PRIDE!

Well, tomorrow is my B-day party. Starts at 6!

Be there or be...not there.

I sent out an e-mail in regards to it.

Pride is on! Yay. Not really excited about it this year.

Maybe it'll come.

Gonna go pick up the BBQ today! Or maybe tomorrow.

Thats about it.

See you peeps there!

Back

Tired. Sick. And my Great Uncle died on the weekend.

I've only got a cold, but it still sucks.

I feel like crap.

Amsterdam was fun. Didn't get to see the Van Gogh museum.

Went to Belgium and got to Meggo's Great Uncle's grave. He died at age 20 in WWII, and no one had been to the site since 1945.

Thats about all I have to say right now. Too tired to write more.

Howdy from Amsterdam!

Gonna check out the Van Gogh museum, the Anne Frank house and Heineken.

Really friggin' tired. Jet lagged like you wouldn't believe!

Late all!!

Birthday fun!

Well, apparently people misinterpreted my e-mail so i will send a new one out confirming that I will be having a party during the evening. And possibly something during the day.

Oh, and I am getting officially two of the coolest birthday presents ever.

1) Meaghan is flying me to Amsterdam for a few days and the next coolest(still very very cool):
2) Pat's gonna do a new tatt for me. Maybe two!! This is soooo cool.

Already gearing up for the best birthday EVER!!!

Lates!