Love/Loathe
Loathe:
One more day (and two more hours in this shift) until my weekend. I am exhausted.
My inability to not open presents on my birthday if they arrive before my birthday.
The fact that I am apparently incapable of sleeping past 7:30 these days. (Booooo.)
My watch stopped today. I am slowly going crazy.
Love:
It's almost my birthday.
Birthday presents! That I can enjoy early! HUZZAH!
Smith Island Cake (Dear people who are coming over for cake after birthday sushi on Friday: You're welcome. Love, Kel).
Sleep, when I can get it.
Speaking of birthday sushi--we cannot mention in the restaurant that it's my birthday, because they think it was a couple weeks ago. They will remember--they recognize me now.
Comments
I thought we were saying that it was Jenny's bday on Friday? I can't wait. I'm hungry for sushi.
Maybe you'll get a new watch as a present. One can hope, right?
We can totally do that. :) we just can't say it's me.
That'd be good. I'm still checking my wrist for the time and it's really unfortunate.