Tomorrow is my 29th birthday . I'm turning decrepit right before your very eyes.
I went out to celebrate last night with friends since Monday is not a good day for party times.
I forgot my camera at home so I give you crappy iphone photos instead.
I'm sure Derek will love that I posted this last picture.
I've discovered that I'm very good at squinting my eyes in photos.
When we got back to my apartment I was ready for bed but then I noticed it was a bit cold. Guess what guys? My heat isn't working again. I started crying because I cry when I get frustrated and also I was a bit intoxicated. Hopefully it will be fixed tomorrow. Us old ladies need our heat.
I shall leave you with a cat poem from my new cat poem book.
Nudge nudge nudge
Nudge nudge nudge nudge nudge nudge
Your glass just shattered on the floor