Sunday morning coming down

Friends are just the best. Friends with birthday's are even better. Friends with birthdays that have parties rock! I had fabulous time last night hanging out with some awesome friends. Meeting new people is always a plus. Before the party had even started, I had received the best card ever, and it wasn't even my birthday. So my hats off to Ann for getting me the Llama card, and making me laugh my ass off. The only thing I regret is not having sex on that exercise ball and giving back the "I am special" trucker hat. Oh well I'm a good llama and I don't steal. And if I drunk called you...I'm sorry and shouldn't be held responsible for what I did or did not say.

Waking up this morning, not so bad. I was fucking cold though, and the floor wasn't as comfortable as it was earlier that morning. Oh well it was all worth it. I remained in my pajamas until about 2 p.m., which I intended to stay in them all day, but I was forced out of my warm little house and taken to see Walk the Line finally. Which is an awesome movie, that will leave you with goosebumps. Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash...soulmates. Enough said. I think it's fair to say that June saved Johnny's life, an ultimate supercouple if you please.

I did get a kick out of the man that was sitting down the row from us...I shall name him Biff. Biff just couldn't hide his dance moves while the music played. I turn to offer my mother some popcorn, and I catch a glimpse of this man, and it was all I could do not to bust out laughing. I so brought this to my brother's attention, and well he thought it was just as funny. I almost got up and asked him for a dance, but Mrs. Biff would have so kicked my ass. And well I really didn't feel like trying to take down an old lady, she probably needs that right hip anyway. She so got lucky.

So Saturday night and today in a nutshell. What a weekend that I would so do over. And even my monthly visit from that bitch Flo didn't even stop me. I'm so proud that I was able to hold in my inner bitch. I'm sorry if I bit off your head...I so didn't mean too :*(...well I might have had a good reason. You be the judge.

Oh and I must tribute this entry to the dear Connie Wilson, who I have no clue as to who she is. Well I do know that she works at Chick-fil-a and she was employee of the month. And the first round of Tequila shots were toasted in her honor. That hard working bitch. She deserved it.

Connie Wilson is my home girl.