happy birthday K.
another day, another dollar, well a few cents at least. i’m hanging out with my friend K tonight, it’s her birthday and we’re going to party like it’s her birthday.
should be interesting to say the least, she’s a member of the cult of sappho (figure it out your damn self) and we’re going to one of her fave hangouts.
does it matter that i have work in the morning? Oh hell No! i need this evening out. i’m just barely hanging on.
