Happy Birthday to me. . .
La, La, La, La. . .
Yes. I am singing.
There are no troubles in the world. Everything is good. Everyone is wonderful. Because Bad Shit is NOT allowed on Birthdays. Right?
Back to singing. . .and ignoring RL.
*on a side note. New Angel tonite. Of course. On my birthday.*
And I won't be home to watch it. I've been invited out for cocktails. Wow. That sounds so grown-up.
Setting VCR and dressing up for *cocktails*!!