Jeepers Creepers

Well as anticipated, something about this weekend was bound to go shitty.

Ironically, yesterday went rather well. The chick baking party was a complete and total SUCCESS. And I actually had A LOT of fun.


WE MADE A SHITCAKE ^
It came out SO perfect.



The trip to Brooklyn was very pleasant, discussing the "Lovely Realstate" (heavy old lady "my mom" accent). The hour and a half waiting for Alex to arrive to his surprise party was interesting as was the party. I obviously had a very enjoyable time,




and fell madly in love with the unnamed new dog.



I worked all day and got a weird amount of stuff done during my break.
I got to surprise Christopher for his birthday and bring him a card, he loved it and was unbelievably happy that I remembered his birthday, as if I haven't come over EVERY year on his birthday since the 6th grade. Like I'd ever forget. -_-

After work I watched Ghost Whisperer with my family- even though I don't like that show or even TV for that matter.

Then I picked up Billy and we watched Jeepers Creepers.
It was terrifying -_-

Now I'm home, and I feel really shitty. I think sometimes I say too much. But other times I don't say enough. And I think me usually not saying anything leads to me having to say a lot.

I'm going to just go to bed I'm bummed.

I have to go back to the city tomorrow since I failed at getting my slides developed the first time, I loved how the place was closed. How exciting.