When I was pushin’ weight, back in 88/ You was a ballerina I got your pictures I seen ya
My birthday is coming. That’s a Jay-Z lyric just because I feel like it.
We’re going to hang out and play with plastic cameras today, eat meat at Le Comptoir Gascon, walk around Laaaaandan town and drink wine. And I’m thinking I’d like a dirty martini. I’ve also got Monday off work – how freaking exciting. Seriously, it’s the small things. So, Monday is perfect hanging with Janey Mac time and getting a hairchop at Hob.
Oh beautiful birthday weekend, here you are with arms open and lips pursed and I’m almost ready to embrace you. Almost.
I hope everyone in the world has a great weekend. And you know what you should do? Donate. NOW.