Tomorrow I will be turning 31, yes that’s right 31!! I know I turned 25 for something like five years in a row so it may may come as a bit of a shock to some. I can’t believe I have lived this long and especially surviving this past year. If all the bullshit that happened at 30 did not kill me then 31 should be a breeze. Last year I must say I had one of best birthdays of my life. I got Chinese food for dinner then enjoyed the night with my girl who got me the Seinfeld box set, one of the best gifts I had ever received. Of course a few weeks later she decided to become a slut and start cheating on me so I guess the whole thing was rather bitter sweet. Best gift followed by the worst thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life.
That is why I am always afraid when things go well for me. Something is always bound to fuck it up. This year I really want to celebrated in style. Ok, you got me. I am just going to go out to the Wild Cat and get shit faced as always. The difference is I have some friends hopefully coming out for the occasion. While I am at it I would like to invite each and everyone of you my readers. If you are in the Santa Barbara area tomorrow night, 2/4/2012 I implore you to cruise to the Wild Cat Lounge and join me for a drink. I promise you will have a good time. If you can’t make it don’t worry Im sure I will write some ridiculous blog about the night.
Well I am about to hit the Kitty up to celebrate the 12am turn solo since Kooky is passed out form last night’s festivities there. I am going to wake his ass up though to drive me downtown. I was born at approximately 12:01am on February 4th 1981. I was tiny, yellow with jaundice and almost two months premature. Doctors said my chances of making it were slim. I was a fighter from all the way back then and showed them all. Here I am 31 years later still keeping on keeping on. Cheers!
Lets get this party started!!!!
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