Ring the birthday bell!
Happy Birthday, Kaz!
I don’t know why F-train kept trying to get me not to go to your party.
He was all texting me “stay home, Dawn!”
“Ooh, look at the pretty pictures on the television!”
And I was all “No! You stop that! I’m putting on my Liberace sneakers RIGHT NOW!”
And then he’s all “those sneakers are ugly.”
Gasp.
Why is such a tiny man filled with so much hate?
Looking forward to attending the event of the decade in a couple of weeks!
No elephants please.
May 12th, 2011 at 6:01 pm
DS: I’m off to kaz’s birthday party now… at least that’s the story I’m telling myself as I sit texting on the bed in my pajamas.
FT: go be social!
DS: but the shoes… and the clothes… and the not bed
DS: Ok… I’m getting up… now!
FT: you can do it!
DS: Now!
[5 minutes later]
DS: Now!
FT: Gonna be tough to put your pants on unless you extinguish them first.
I will take a photo of my phone to prove the veracity of this conversation if required.
May 12th, 2011 at 6:10 pm
FWIW, I did say that a photo of Dawn in her Liberace sneakers proved nothing other than that the sneakers are still hideous.
May 12th, 2011 at 8:47 pm
I like how you subtly rubbed it in that you were invited to a party and we were not. #awkward
May 13th, 2011 at 11:29 am
Uh, yeah.
May 14th, 2011 at 2:08 pm
thank you! i’m glad you made it out!