Holy shit, I'm 23.

All I have to show for it is an ipod that's almost completely full of music that I can't keep track of long enough to actually listen to everything (seriously... it's an 80 gig ipod with 7 gigs of space left), three full bookshelves (one with movies that I don't watch anymore and two with books I don't read anymore), and a signed picture of Sondre Lerche that I'm actually quite proud of. Oh, let's not forget the broken gamecube, broken ps2, and a completely useless dreamcast that works perfectly. I also have a myriad of cameras that I don't use and a macbook that fuckin rainbow swirly's me every time I touch it.

Whoa, depressing.

Basicially, all I've managed to accumulate is a abundance of broken shit that collect dust. Go me.

When I get back from New Zealand I want a job that will make me rich. Gotta put that on my list. I want a new computer... and thicker curtains.

What was the point of this?

I'm having my birthday dinner at Lucky Buddha downtown on Friday. Never been there before. Should be fun. I'm having a joint dinner with my best friend who turned off her cell phone today and left it off. Wonder what that was all about.

A random girl (that I've only met once and honestly completely forgot about) contacted me on facebook the other day asking for help with planning a party for Slavick. She doesn't know I haven't seen him since December 5th when I left him in front of concert because he pissed me off. We didn't talk for weeks and we slowly started texting a couple weeks ago. I still haven't spoken to him or seen him face to face since then. Am I still in the #1 position to plan a party in his honor? Everyone loves him so much. He's charming... and initially so enchanting that you think there are no negatives, but I think I might be the only person he shows that other side of himself, that asshole side to. He seems to completely ignore the fact that we fight more than average people. He told me, "Imagine if we lived together, it would be music, movies, books, all the time. It would be fun. What do you think?" Umm yeah, there would be music, movies, and books, but I could see myself storming out after an unbearable argument at least once or twice a week. I mean, most people think we HATE each other when they first meet us and see us interact with each other. And anytime I invite him to do something with me and my friends he always says no and that I shouldn't go and instead should come over to watch a movie. Like, who does that?? Really? I only recently started saying no. All that being said, I DO love him to death. I invited him to my dinner and he seemed very eager to come. He has to work from 5-9 that night (and my dinner is at 8), but made sure to tell me, although he would be late, he'll definitely be there (and I should expect him around 8:15-8:30). At least he'll be a crowd pleaser. Like I said, everyone DOES love him and he will be the life of the party. After going out of my way for him so many times, it feels nice to finally be on the receiving end. Guess I'll be planning this party after all.