the shower this morning didn't do its job.
too many vodka gingers.
got stuck in the middle of a asian d-list magazine photo shoot.
two friends strummed guitars, singing happy birthday to me in their undies.
now i'm spending the day alone, killing time until five pm.
i have floaties to find before i hop in the car and drive six hours to a lake with a sandy beach.
year twenty seven please be good to me.
i'm ready for big changes.
i want lots of happy times.
i want fun.
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