did you know i've never not worked on my birthday. except that one time when i was 3 or 4, but that's it.
no, i'm sure i've taken the day for myself once or twice. i just can't remember when that may have been.
so i decided to take the weekend off. starting today, though not technically part of the weekend.
an extended weekend. no work!
despite my wont to hide away at home, i may venture out to do some drinking and dancing.
as long as someone else is buying. then by all means, let's get fuckin wrecked!