It’s my birthday! Woo hoo!
So I’m free to complain about stuff.
Today I’m going to complain about my clothes. A certain somebody insisted on doing my washing for me, fantastic I thought. How wrong I was. The clothes were washed, left in the machine for a day, hung on the line just before it rained and left on a table downstairs to fester all night though the sun was out today and they’d have been fine. Yes, I’ve been alive for a quarter of a century and I smell absolutely revolting and want to break stuff.
Oh yeah. Also. Check this out people, the end is coming: http://www.cbc.ca/story/world/national/2004/07/21/monkey_israel040721.html
haonowshaokao 
happy birthday. drink a few beers, on my behalf.
TA!
Happy Birthday! – hope you can enjoy it despite clothes-related problems ;)
Thank!
Happy Birthday man! Sorry about the smell, but a few beers will take your mind off of it easy! =)
Nice!
Hi! I just randomly came across your journal, and I thought I’d wish you a very happy birthday.
That is all. :)
Ah! A plethora!
happy birthday.
the suns shining. everythings kinda ok for once. i thought 20 was bad, but yeah, i can see how quarter of a century might be construed as bad. that wasnt so nice of me to say.
love bea