So today I had a very lovely lunch with my coworkers, but by the end of the day I was feeling tired and worn down.. I had barely slept at my Pennsylvania slumber party and the next night Joi and I had driven back to NYC in a horrible thunderstorm through the mountains, kamikaze truckers trying to mow us down from all sides, and I hadn't gotten home until nearly 4am and then had had to get up a couple of hours later to return the rental car.. and so I was tired and just wanted to go home, but I had half assedly talked about a birthday dinner and I knew Joi and Massie were coming tho a few friends were busy or out of town and several other people were being completely wishy washy.. and so I was in a bad mood, heading to meet Joi for a drink and then Massie after, and then I got off the subway and it was already really late and it was almost time to go to the restaurant, and Joi had left me a message saying the bar we were going to meet at was closed, and so I headed to the restaurant and then Joi called and was insisting I meet her at the bar even tho I was saying I was almost at the restaurant, and then Massie called in and was also insisting I go to the bar, and I was annoyed at them both because by that point I was in front of the restaurant and they were being weird and then I said FINE and I walked toward the bar and I was thinking WHAT BIYITCHES and I was thinking how lame everyone else was.. that bitchly Anton had never even told me whether or not he was coming.. and then I go and meet Massie and I'm in a bad mood and then we get to the restaurant and ALL MY FRIENDS WHO'D BEEN WISHY WASHY WERE SITTING THERE. And for five minutes I was totally annoyed at them all but after that I had THE BEST BIRTHDAY DINNER EVER and got many many sparkly rings and glittery eyeshadows and scented bath products and bouquets of flowers and even a chocolate penis cake, which was, I might add, THE SECOND CHOCOLATE PENIS CAKE IVE GOTTEN THIS WEEK. The end.