Turning 30 years old is not that bad.
Work bought me a vegan cookies n cream cake from Chicago Diner. Totally fucking delicious!!
Went out to get burritos and margaritas with mom and dad tonight at the usual hangout.
Being a Wednesday night, and having to work Thursday, didn't go out and get crazy, and I don't mind. Still (don't) remember what happend last year when I drank all that whisky at the mutiny and pissed all over my turntable. haha.
Diaz came over and brought me some gifts. Way cute vans, old school lows, black, and a screeching weasel 7".
"Beat your hearts out, you effing pop punk nerds!"
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