Yes, another birthday has come and gone. On St. Paddy's day I turned (ick!) 25.
Shucks.
Tuesday night I went out for a little 'Beat The Clock' action at T-Club, dressed in a Kelly green coat, cherry red lipstick, and matching red hat and shoes just to confuse all the colorblind people in town.
It was a good night.
When we got back from the bar, Jeff gave me the best birthday presents ever! A Diana F+ camera [Holga pinhole camera] and the Playmobil Egyptian ship with a shooting torch! Both I've wanted for days, so sue me if I still enjoy toys made for five year olds...
That flame spear shooter is so accurate that I managed to shoot Mr. Solberg in the forehead twice...ahahahhahaha.
On my actual birthday I went to work and donned a faux mustache, side burns, goatee, and changed my nametag to Jafar. Don't ask.
After I opted for a pajama/slumber party with four of my friends rather than go out. Way cheaper that way, not to mention all the Texans in town for spring break mixed with green beer equals unnecessary fights.It was good.
Alas, I am a quarter century old.
Shoot.
Today I'm off to my beautiful hometown of Carmel, California. I haven't been home in a couple years, and now is the time!
PS. Yesterday was rollerskate at work day! Yeeee!
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