i must apologize for missing the birthday salutations. or as we once thought was a good idea, shout-outs.
i spent all of yesterday in the torturous hang-over-at-work mode counting pens. yes, it was stationary inventory day and sara was on a suicidal rampage.
my personal woes aside, i hope bridget had an amazing birthday. full of west coast fun (which in my mind only consists of the snowmountains of cocaine and orgies glorified by johnny depp films).ps - the hollywood gossip is going over like mad. you are a goldmine my darling.
24 is only just around the bend here as well, and i am petrified to be in my mid-20s but sincerely looking forward to another year of mayhem. may yours be spectacular.
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What, no love for my birthday? I can't blame you, brit lit junior year only gets you so far. Glad you're rocking Scotland, and in my fav. city no less. Peace.
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