tonight there will be a ruckus, yeah

expectations are the worst. i am the worst for the build up, the anticipation and the reality of the situation crashing down on me. i have to learn to be surprised more often. the universe kicked me in the pants on monday and now i think it's telling me to smarten up.

how did i manage to drink as much as i did last night, and i drank a lot, and come out with no hangover? i am unscathed for today. that's probably a good thing because if i had a hangover to go with my barely there voice i think the day would be a write-off.

it is technically a write-off. i am going shopping, doing coffee and then celebrating another birthday. i wish i could celebrate your birthday with you tomorrow but things are the way they are.

bob dylan is a fifteen minute ride away from my house. i am so beyond giddy about that. the most magical man in the world to me is so close to where i live.

this was a pretty good way to turn twenty-one. no turning back now kid, cos you're not a kid anymore.