BOOM!
I survived my birthday!
Not only that, I also had a pretty good time. I smiled. I laughed. I scared myself shitless going on a huge Ferris wheel in Bristol. I dressed up as a cowgirl. I ate loads of fried chicken and drank a galleon of diet coke and cider (not together.) I also took advantage of the fact that on your birthday you can be really bossy. I never knew that, but I certainly put it to good use.
I was also totally overwhelmed by the amount of thoughtful messages, cards and presents I received. My family and friends are totally top bananas. They all deserve medals for sticking by crazy old, high-maintenance me. THANK YOU.
And, actually, I think I enjoyed being made to feel like it was my special day...
Hmm? Whats that? Did someone whisper the word 'progress' in my ear??
I THINK SO!
Up yours mr beastie black dog! MOOOOOHHAHAHA!
xxx
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