oooooh man, getting older is awfully fun when you throw birthday parties like we do. our place was packed to the gills on friday night, people were still around til 5am that morning (i only wish i hadn’t passed out at 3), and the apartment was a disaster the next day. we must have thrown out 10 bags of assorted empty drink containers, and a nice array of at least 15 completely empty bottles of liquor. somehow we managed to clean up and realize we had half a keg left too, which lead to me losing several games of beer pong at a barbeque on sunday after recuperating by doing essentially nothing all of saturday.

the only downers for the weekend were that i drank so much i got sick that night, and that jess couldn’t be there for any of the fun — although it might have been best that the former happened without the latter around. on the other hand though, i might have back a little more if i knew i wasn’t passing out alone that night no matter what i did anyway. ah well, i’m better now and she’s back and at least i’ll have someone to have a special dinner with on tuesday for the actual D.O.B.

plus i got a new drivers’ license that looks just like the old soon-to-be-expired one. i think the weight is off by like 30 pounds though; how embarrassing. hooray aging! 25 is gonna be a good year.