disappointed
No zombies, no floaters. It’s the third or fourth time I’ve bought the whole end of the world thing. When will I learn? Ah, well, there’s always 2012.
Today’s my birthday! I’m so OLD today. For my birthday I got a front loading washing machine, two Dyptique candles (because I’ve only been dropping hints for like six years about those), dinner from Forage and a book about Los Angeles. Oh, and my friend who is a portrait photographer took my picture this afternoon. I’ve been needing a new picture for a while — I can’t get away with this one anymore:
No, really, I’m not this person. I’m being ironic.
No ****e, really your birthday is today, well happy birthday. And many more. Gees, for an old dude you still look pretty hot. Hell, I’d still do ya.
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Happy birthday, my friend. Hope it’s a good one!
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Happy birthday! I got “old” on Friday.
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Happy birthday! Cute–ironically, of course–photo.
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happy birthday!
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Happy birthday!! That picture is AWESOME.
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Happy birthday!!!!
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Didn’t you manage to delete your Facebook for your last birthday? These things pale in comparison. But I hope you enjoyed yourself, anyway. With a minimum amount of teeth-grinding pain. My birthday was the 9th. I got treated to a burrito and curly fries from a Shell station at the other end of town.
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Happy late birthday. And I like the picture, you look feral.
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