and, honey, you should know
Anyway, today is for you, dear Mitchell. I know you are in Nac and working while most of your friends are in other cities (or countries, for that matter -- damn study abroad!), but fear not! Thursday night you shall be with us again and this weekend we will celebrate the hell outta your birthday! Not like last year, though. Your 21st birthday was your one free pass and the only time I'll ever clean up your vomit. You have been warned.
I can't wait to see you in three days and give you your presents. Happy birthday! I love you! Oh, and sorry for being supermegafucking gay and posting this on my blog. Whatever.
I'm trying to hurry and get all my tasks wrapped up here in Grapevine so I can be on my way as soon as possible. Ahhhhhhhh! I have got to get a grip, but seriously...being up in Dallas can feel so isolating sometimes, and I'm really just thankful to have the opportunity to spend time with my girls.
Oh, but the one thing I'm Not Ecstatic About Because I'm Missing Out On: Guys' Weekend in Nac.
Right, it would make sense I'm not participating in this since, well, I'm not a guy. But Mitch's friend Trevor dubbed me an honorary dude and I think that should count for something. Homeboy peed in front of me as I was putting on mascara in the bathroom. And chatted with me the entire time. I'm in the club for life.