ye olde crapfest

well well well, someone's been a busy girl this morning...

it's me!

yes, i've been working my little (getting bigger by the minute) ass off. i'm not sure why i'm all of a sudden so gung-ho, but i'm not going to complain--this leaves little for me to do this afternoon and tomorrow. and i know this excites all of you to no end.

so i didn't get too shitty last night. i guess i just wasn't really "feelin' it." i may have blown the ol' proverbial load on tuesday night with my up-late & drinking shenanigans. oh well, it's not like i ever really do as much celebrationing as i say i'm gonna. last year for st. patty's i was in austin at a bar looking for movie stars. ay, what a difference a year makes.

yeah, so you know how i said i'd be rollin' in dough in a matter of weeks? well, a quick check over on the taxman's website says that it's gonna be more like a matter of days. hours even. if all goes according to schedule, i'll be fabulously wealthy by this time tomorrow. and that means this weekend i'm going to act like i'm 16 all over again and i have no judgement or morals or common sense or responsibility. doesn't that sound nice? i thought so.