Dear livejournal,

I am drunk.

<3,
Tara

I have 3 awesome stories for you guys.

1. So we come home from the Sushi House tonight (after a TON of Sake, psst, I am trashed) and Mekaylah is just falling asleep after one of her huge fits. And my laptop is askew and Emma's toys are everywhere and apparently Mekaylah threw a bunch of stuff in the living room. Angie apologizes and tells us that she just sent an email to Mekaylah's case worker saying that she had better get Mekaylah some sort of help for her temper or that Mekaylah is gone. THERE IS HOPE. Mekaylah may disappear! Thank you, birthday wishes, for coming true!

2. I drunk texted people. Only Bill may not get the drunk text I sent him because his phone suicide dived into a sink.

3. I realized today that Brian drives like a grandpa. Let me start over. I grew up with my step dad, who drives like a drunk crazy person. On the highway, sometimes he takes up two lanes, speeds, and never uses his blinker. So it always shocks me when Brian drives the speed limit. Whenever we drive on Wilson Ave we always have like 5 cars behind us. And they swerve like they want to pass us, but we're in town. HAHA.

Okay, so those stories were way cooler in my head. OH WELL. I'M DRUNK, BITCHES. I'M IMPORTANT, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! YEEEAAH!

Imma play some video games and kill some bitches. See everyone tomorrow, when I am sad with a hang over and full of regret.