Jesus, it's been a while.

7 days till my birthday.

I'm sick of being an adult.

I really love abs. They're fun to lick.

The MRI on my cousin came back and the tumor ain't a-growin' no more. That's got me happy. I took her up to Cinci to go shopping and a buncha fun spa shit after the end of my 7 days of corporate hell. It was hella fun. Just made it back from that. She starts her second half of chemo though and it's startin' to show but fortunately the news has been all good so she's in high spirits, as are we all.

Tied a string around my finger to remember something I keep forgetting and I'm pretty sure I'll remember to get it now because it's bugging the hell out of me and both the irritation I'm experiencing from the string and the fact that I will remember and finally deliver is probably making someone happy. I should just start some tantric parcel service. You supe yourself up to get something soon and then you wait through delay after delay after delay and then it's all sweet when it gets there more so than if it showed up on time originally. Capital idea.

I'm exhausted and I've got Christmas shopping with my mom and my aunt way early in the morning. Why do I agree to this?

mood: Happy & Exhausted music: Evolyn Is Not Real - My Morning Jacket