Soundtrack: "She Was Born To Be My Unicorn" by Tyrannosaurus Rex




Well hey! I clean up real good, eh? Ha ha. I, like, totally never wear makeup, but for my bday,
Thalia, my new favorite person, came over and gave me such a glamour makeover, I felt like Ally
Sheedy at the end of Breakfast Club. Heh. It ruled! I gotta learn how to do this shit myself. Buh-bye
tomboy Amy! (Thanks so much, Thalia!)
(Later note: I took the picture down because I got embarrassed. Eek! Blogger's regret, I know it well...)



Thalia also got me some way classy home decor. I'm putting it right next to my unicorn pinata and my
porcelain unicorn bust. Holy shit, I just realized my house is turning into that crazy unicorn lady's
house in Dodgeball! Uh-oh.



Thalia and Gloria. We went to Lit and Aviva kept giving me special birthday drinks made with
blueberry vodka. They're called Bloobs, and I got so bloobed out that I almost completely forgot
to take pictures. But Thalia kept grabbing my camera and taking pictures of me so now I have a million
pix of myself and I'm gonna look like an egomaniac. How embarrassing. I promise, after this post, no
more pictures of me for like a year...



Ben, an old lady on her birthday, Merks, Jonny and Laura.



My new look turned Ben catatonic.



Mr. Darling.



Heh heh, apparently I'm on a mission to make Jesse look as gay as possible.



Patrick and my bday saviour.



Lianne and Howie.



(See? I really did put it on my fridge!)



Well, that's all I got! It was a mostly non-traumatic bday and that's really all I ever hope for.
And hey, I didn't puke on myself or anything (see last year's bday), so I consider it a success!
Thanks to everyone who sent me birthday wishes!



Phew! Thank god that's over with. Birthdays, ugh.