s-p-o-i-l-e-d … and a little bit spacey
talk about a birthday week.
thursday, cherie treated me to lunchy and gossip.
friday, italian food with the kids [william, cat, steven].
friday night, ryan and i went down to old town to pick out my b-day present [right].
saturday, lunchy and cake[!!!] from steven [again] at wheatberry… AND a special visit from maggie, who gave me a gift certificate to amadeus. oooh. now i get to pick from facials, massages, and pretty smelling aveda stuff. decisions, decisions.
and now, on my actual birthday day, i get a free hour to slack off before i go study. ha! i accidently forgot my renal [pee] notes in pasadena last night, so i’m making the trek back there today to fetch them and find a place to study.
breaking news: annie just called. she’s meeting me for dinner at todai! sushi and sister. hahahahahahaha. today will be fun. fun like britney spears. ’cause i’m spoiled like britney spears. and apparently, a little bit dumb like britney spears. time to fetch my notes.
coming on the tail end of the success of lance armstrong’s livestrong wristband, the Breast Cancer Research Foundation has introduced it’s own for breast cancer, sold at 
after playing at the arcade on saturday, we had accumulated a ton of tickets– annie picked out a
friday: the lecturer went OVERTIME and kept me in class cranky and tired while my family anxiously waited at my apartment. upon my arrival, i was showered with gifts: pomegranate soap, a notebook with a cartoon that looks like me and my ryan [thanks, annie!], and a $50 gift certificate to 