- Lewis Carroll

'"I mean, what is an un-birthday present?"
"A present given when it isn't your birthday, of course."
Alice considered a little. "I like birthday presents best," she said at last.
"You don't know what you're talking about!" cried Humpty Dumpty. "How many days are there in a year?"
"Three hundred and sixty-five," said Alice.
"And how many birthdays have you?"
"One."'

My birthday is on the 3rd. so, next tuesday. I'll be 21! now I can buy all that beer I love so much. Also. I hope you all realize the extreme sarcasm there.
I really want to get my eyebrow done, but my dad isn't going to pay for that. So until I'm well enough for work, extra holes have to wait.
So. I'm not saying who, but someone read this blog and told my parents how innaproprait my last few posts have been. The one about crimelibrary, my goofy sense of humor, and my owls. Because the zombie one is all bloody I guess. I'm just horrible and cross the line. I'm sorry if you were offended. But this is the way I am, and always have been. You aren't required to read this. If you don't want to get any goth on you...go away. Besides. I made more owls!!!!! I'm still working on a couple when I'm done, I'm showing them off too. Even if they aren't appreciated.
Oh yeah. 'tis the season for special olympics. We don't have presice dates yet for Luke's events, but when we do I'll post them in case anyone can make them!