Yup. I am no longer a teenager. Oh yes. Welcome, adulthood.
I spent the day stressing out at work trying to fit everything in, and taking care of an emergency which shit blood all over the floor just after I'd finished mopping. So I cleaned it up and mopped again. SIGH. I hate it when dogs are sick, especially when it makes a mess. That sounds terrible. But you know what I mean.
After work, I went to the bank, took out my money for rent and gas for my roommate's car, and then went out to dinner with my family. It was pretty nice, but since it's Friday night it was really busy. I had a rather delicious prawn/shrimp/scallop dish with fettucinne and white wine sauce, followed by cake at my mom's house and a light gathering of presents. The top ones were a beautiful framed picture of my kitty cat from my roommate (which was so lovely after a stressful day it almost moved me to tears I was so happy), Tangled on blu-ray and DVD (which I have been lusting after since the movie came out, but could never justify spending the $30 they're STILL asking for it) a group of rainbow-themed things from my sister (which are adorable and prideful), and three yellow sweet-smelling roses. I am currently sipping vodka and coca cola out of a black cup that has the rainbow emblazoned message, "I'm so gay I can't even think straight". It's hilarious. Anyway, it's my birthday, and I think I'm gonna keep drinking. Why not?
