Happy 26th, Trae!
Goddam I'm old and drunk. Trae's girlfriend reminded me tonight of my 25th, where her and her friend Eliza baked me a cake with "Happy Birthday Assface!" on it. How sweet! I don't remember what the hell happened the next year. Does it matter?
I did see some old friends I haven't seen in awhile tonight. Zeb. Kara. Thompson. Guess I'll be goin' to Zeb's celebration next Friday. Yay! I don't visit the Mansion in the Ghetto as much as I should.
Ahhh...It's 1:04 and I've already text messaged Xena tonight. I guess that's enough drunken non-personal communication for tonight, including this. So I must sleep, because work at 8:00 beckons!

Man, this post doesn't make sense at all. G'night.