I passed out on the couch at 8:30 last night due to not checking the label of my allergy tab and noticed this morning it said... in large letters, "May cause marked drowsiness" -- No shit?
So today I woke up at 5:30am with that foggy "Time to make the donuts" feeling. Then I realized... it's my birthday! I promptly turned over and went back to sleep for two hours.
I wish I still got that "birthday feeling"... you got to go to school with cupcakes your mom made. Everyone makes a big deal. You can get away with nearly anything... "Yeah, I know I'm only eight, but it's my birthday... can't I just have a sip!?" Score!
Your gifts rocked too because you couldn't afford anything cool on your own. That walkman you so desired with a new Color Me Badd cassette to accompany it. The new Nintendo game you just had to have. (wow, I really want to listen to "I Adore Mi Amore" now... yikes.)
I can't wait until I'm old... like really old. Like fart in public and just not care who hears it kind of old. I want to hit people with my purse and get away with it!
I want to be this lady...
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me... I'm 31 years old today... Happy Birthday tooooo meeeee..... and many many many many moooooore! (Please!)
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