I was going to pretend that it wasn't happening but it doesn't seem to be working. The date of my birth approaches.

It seems this happens with increasing frequency. I'm sure I just had one of these dreaded things - but one must accept what one cannot change. BUT one can drink. So - ladies - what and where will we be drinking on Friday? I throw it out there for you to ponder. I know that I will be getting a wee bit loopy. I invite you to join me - or since I will be closer to you - I invite me to join you. Let us communicate by phone and nail down de particulars (like whose sink I'll be sleeping in...or under and what you guys want on the pizza). Jenn - as much as I would lurve the diva concert - I have already seen them and loved it. I need to squeeze in the maximum amount of alcohol... saavy? Maybe you can find us after? What say you?

And now for a little something odd.... that could be fun...I think I 'm coming back when I am drunk to do that. But I don't think I will for this one... it would make me vomit - it almost did that sober. But this, this I want.