Sunday, January 9, 2011

it's birthday weekend.

I am pretty positive that I am going to a terrible place when I die.
I have been naughty.
Why is this, you may ask?
It's because it's birthday weekend.


And I can do whatever. I. want.

yet, despite my ignoring of all set resolutions,
pounds of sugar and all-things-delicious intake,
and hours of watching television and movies,
we have some more important business to attend to!

Happy birth to my sweet mother and brother yesterday!
I love them very very much.

1 comments:

granny said...

Well, I suppose we will go there together, since we've been eating the sameish kind of things. Thanks for being my kid. I kind of like you too, ya know. Thanks for all the birthday goodness.