…you smell like a monkey and you look like one too!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME ON FRIDAY!
For the attention starved, (like me), birthdays are THE desired, THE coveted, THE only day reserved for bragging, “fishing” and crying if we want to.
So I’m stoked. Not so much about my age (26) — and there I go “fishing — But rather for the girls night that follows! HELL-UH-OH! gonna be fun. I hope so anyway. It’s been a while and I need it.
HOWEVER, I did go out (randomly) last night and I (without sounding like I’m tooting my own horn) was totally a hot commodity. I love it when the bartenders themselves give you free drinks. Thats when you KNOW the MOJO (or as we were calling it last night, the MO-LO — Monica Love–) is fired up.
Ran into an old friend whose…wife wasn’t very happy to see me. OOPS! Kinda sad that marriage means you loose all your past, friends included. But oh well! That’s their deal. For now, only looking forward to Friday night (and the Saturday morning recovery –owe!). Fill ya in.
Dont worry — FLIP will be in stow. Lets just hope it makes it home (ME TOO!!)