happy birthday to me...

i want to thank everyone who sent me birthday wishes especially nicole a (HUGE thank you for the new "grey gardens" dvd - i will be calling you tomorrow), nicole j (you so don't need to get me anything, silly friend, but i do love handmade cards.), cory (we'll meet up this weekend), 'tine (maybe i will move to the east coast...), and my little xander (though the voicemail cut off in the middle of your singing).

my boss forgot my birthday at work so i didn't get my gift card or polishes. still, the girls gave me a group hug and amanda bought me the most nummy slice of heavenly cake with a whipped cream-ish frosting, almond slivers, and real strawberries between the three layers. yays for dilletante chocolates being at the airport!

diane treated me to an americano and invited me to the tattoo convention with her and gray. i asked my boss if i could have the day off but she told me i'd have to trade. i'm gonna see what i can do about that since it's a saturday and we really need someone on sunday instead.

this is what i modeled my outfit after today. no pictures - it was just too hot.

my house is horribly hot during this heatwave. thankfully, i froze four 1 liter bottles of water and have put them in my bed. the fan is going full blast and the icy bottles are helping a lot. i also took a cold shower and have jumped into bed with a dripping wet bob. linus licked my bangs for a while and then discovered the sweating bottles. he's laying against my leg licking the one by my left foot at the moment.

while i was driving home and listening the the inordinate amount of sad songs my ipod shuffled up for me, i was struck by the roadside billboards. every single one with people seemed so alien to me. i'm so unlike any of them - the ones enjoying their foot-long sandwiches, the craps shooters at the indian casino, the family enjoying their new digital cable, the girl buying beer for all her friends... i was struck by how alone and isolated i felt, like i'm just not a part of the world around me. maybe it's reality hitting me. or maybe it was just that aimee mann was singing "wise up" while i drove down the highway. the "magnolia" soundtrack always gets me.

i was going to blow out a candle before downing my last bottle of wine but i couldn't find any. candles, that is. the wine was right where i left it in the fridge. i wonder if we have any beer left...