Guess what time it is bros and bras! My birthday! How fricken sweet is that? Super fricken sweet thats what! On this day, twenty one years ago, I was given the greatest gift, of being the awsomest anything ever. I am not exaggerating except maybe a lot. I guess I should get drunk now, cuz thats what twenty one year olds do or whatever. Not sure what kind of a drunk I would be, I imagine something horrible happening though. Maybe I am a very angry drunk, I am part Irish. is being an angry drunk an Irish stereotype? I don't know, there are too many stereotypes to keep up with. I'll just assume that being awesome and having massive balls is the stereotype for whatever I am.

What was I talking about again? oh right! my fricken sweet birthday! I don't get to open any presents or anything until this weekend, cuz I am celebration my birthday on the same day as my nephew. Gah, cant wait!

So thanks to all thous people out that have supported me or at the very lest not murdered me, yet. I still lock my door at night, because there is one woman I know who promised to rape me with a lamp. She will be nice about it, I am sure, but my butt will still hurt. Butts are not made for lamps.

So have a merry My Birthday everone, because yes!