the birthday party

Jim's birthday party was quite fun. Lots of wonderful music from Steve, DJ extraordinaire. Tasty food, lots of smoking and drinking and talking. I even downed a couple of celebratory shots of 1800 with Jim. Watched my friends pass through various stages of inebriation. We seem to be pretty happy drunks for the most part, laughing and shrieking and hugging. After midnight Steve started playing 80s music, and several of us would sing a long at the top of our lungs. The neighbors must hate us with a passion.

Woke up late. Micah and I went to sleep on the couch watching Totoro, and at some point this morning I stumbled off to my bed. Went over to visit my mom, and help out around the backyard. The stuff she put down last week to kill the weeds seems to have made them bigger. Chased the dog around the yard, playing soccer with her. It's her favorite thing. She kept attacking my Converse though.