the weekend happened. even monday felt like the weekend. yeah, no shit.
3-way birthday party on saturday was a mighty success! i had a shot and a pint of beer...multiplied by like 10. teehee! it was a great night with friends. i never thought celebrating your birthday 20 days early is gonna be that awesome.
and then monday happened. i fucking hate mondays to the core. if i could, i'd strangle it to death and then stab it with a machete and then slowly glide a hacksaw on its skin. it is, whatever it is is, what you make of it. yeah totally turned it around.
...showed up at work the next morning wearing the same clothes from the day before. fuuuu!