Milestone my ass

I'll be drinking irresponsibly alright!!

So I'm turning the big 3-0 tomorrow. I'm totally NOT exciting about it. As a matter of fact, I have been dreading it for about ten years now. Not too long after I freaked out about turning 20. Yeah, I know it's really not that old yet. But you're officially out of your 20's. You're not even slightly a kid anymore. I pretty much considered myself a responsible adult at the age of 25. 30 just makes it that much more official. When you've done something incredibly stupid, you can't use the excuse of 'oh they're in their 20's, they're allowed to be stupid'. No, now you're just considered a fucking retard who's old enough to know better.

One thing I AM excited about is the fact that my sister is cool enough to throw me a surprise birthday party. Well, if you it's a surprise, how do you know about it you ask? Well, two people, not just one!, two people busted that can wide open. Props to the tang and Baroness (I still love ya!). But I am thoroughly excited about this event. I can't wait to see all my new friends and get utterly wasted with them. It's going to be awesome. Maybe I'll go Katy Perry on someone's ass. Black out!!

Happy stupid 30th Birthday to me. You can bite my ass. Alcohol, here I come!! No room for desert!

I'm down with cradle robbing. Just this one time.

So I may be the only person who thinks so. But I swear this is the hottest guy on the planet. Don't get me wrong, Bradley Cooper is still on my hot list. But Josh Peck totally tops it. Tell me he's not hot. I dare you.



Now since he was on the show Drake and Josh (which I'm embarrassed to admit I watched), you'd think he was younger. Well, I checked and he is of age. As a matter of fact, he's 22. Oh yes, I would possibly be robbing the cradle a little bit, but it would totally be worth it. I mean really, he's only 8 years younger then me. So it's not that bad ;)

FYI- If you're as into him as I am, he has a bare butt shot in The Wackness. Yes, it's a movie. An indy to be exact. You're welcome.

Who says there no light at the end of the tunnel? I can see it glowing!

So, life just got a little better this week. The person I've been dating for about seven months made things official for us. As in official, I mean the boyfriend/girlfriend thing. I'm ecstatic about this. Granted, things did progress a little slower than I had anticipated. But it was totally worth the wait. Because now...I finally have someone I can call a great boyfriend. I finally have someone that really cares about me and treats me with the respect I deserve. I finally have someone I'll never be ashamed of. And I can finally relate to people who look so happy instead of being in complete envy.

You know how people always say it's better to be single? Well, I can agree with that to a point. But it's always nice to have someone you're blissfully happy with instead of going it alone. Yeah, you may have to check in every so often. But that's only because you care about each other. In most cases anyway. Although it's not gotten to that stage with him and I yet. We both have completely seperate lives from each other. Right now, this is good for us. I can't say that won't change down the road when both of us are ready. But right now, it works. And we're both happy people because of it.
We aren't the type of people that can piss each other off very easily. Honestly, we have never had a disagreement. I'm sure we've upset each other in little ways, me anyways. But nothing to start a petty fight over. I can't really see us fighting. He's too laid back and I'm just not the nagging ass girlfriend type.

That said, I really think that we are very compatible. We are a lot alike in many aspects but different enough to keep things interesting. I couldn't be happier he came into my life.

Maybe next Valentine's Day will be a really good one :)

So I also have a secret girlfriend. It's so secret, SHE doesn't even know about it (props to CS). Here's a recent pic of her. We might have a little room for 256.

V-day...more like D-day

It's almost Valentine's day. The day of everlasting romance. The day that couple's announce and renew their love. The day that cupid claims for hunting. This is also the day that makes me severely sick. I mean, it actually makes me vomit in my mouth a little. Don't get me wrong. I have had good ones...in the past. But that just makes me hate it even more. Cupid can shove that arrow up his fat ass.

Aren't you dating someone you ask? Why as a matter of fact I am. Unfortunately he will be gone that weekend. He seems to not like V-day maybe as much as me anyway. I don't know HIS reasoning for not caring about it. Maybe because he hasn't had a decent person to spend it with in 8 years. Or when he did have someone, they were just a big piece of crap who didn't deserve to be with him in the first place. Or maybe because the ones that weren't pieces of crap, he just wants to forget about. Wait, that's me.

Sorry to be a big downer for a supposedly great day (and it even falls on a Saturday, that should make it even better!). But I just can't get in the mood for it. Even though I do have someone.

But for those of you that enjoy it, I truly hope you have a great Valentine's day. May it be better then last year. May you and your significant other love each other to no avail. And may it be a day of passion and true love for you both.

Although, Valentine's day wouldn't be bad if this guy would be mine ;)

Props to Catherette for the lovely picture!