Single Status Update
She's 55 as of the 1st. We had a party earlier-- making the cake was a funny experience, because I was supposed to write "happy birthday" in icing, but I COMPLETELY FORGOT how to write in cursive. So it looked like a mess. All the effort was for naught, though, because my dad brought a store-bought cake anyway.
Buy hey... she's a 55-year-old crotchety bitch who still smokes 2 packs a day. Therefore, she's my hero.
Also, my dad let me know what my Christmas present is going to be: a trip to London in February. My mom went last year, and her tour guide suggested she lie low, as she decided to come on a weekend where an anti-Bush rally was supposed to take place. Sounds like bullshit, but whatever. I'll wear my "NOT MY PRESIDENT" t-shirt. So... if anyone can let me know where to buy some classic obscure British Invasion music, let me know!