Birthday thingies

Sometimes my cat does not understand how hard she makes my life by insisting that she sit on my lap when Im trying to use my computer. Also I dont think she understands gravity, which is strange for a cat, no? She's supposed to have super balance, but she falls off of shit all the time. She's awesome.

Anywho, my birthday celebration was amazing. So many people came out that I rarely see, it makes a girl feel special. Kelly's dad ended up joining us at the bar (?!) which is the most random and least expected thing possible.

I dressed up for the first time in a while and it was really fun to feel girly again. I mean, I guess the people who know me pretty well know that I am pretty fucking girly, but I dont always have time to reflect that girliness in my look. If I had unlimited amounts of time to get ready every day, my girliness would show more. Not that I wouldnt rock the jeans and t-shirt thing - cause I love my jeans and t-shirts - I would just mix it up more. Anyway, it was fun to dress up and to be at my favorite bar with all of my favorite people, hanging out and playing pool.

So Thursday (my actual birthday) was spent doing homework and getting tattooed. 4 hours of tattooing, to be exact. I was so proud of myself, I never thought I would be able to sit through a 4 hour tattoo session. Luckily, the tattoo is on my arm and that is an easy place to get tattooed. Still, the last 20 minutes or so were pretty fucking painful. I just wanted that goddam needle out of my arm. And I wanted some whiskey. Badly.

So, overall my birthday was really, really awesome and I got everything that I wanted.