1:06 p.m. - 2006-09-15
And I'm not crying in my coffee any longer over some dumbass song.
I hate being a wussy. Yet I seem to do it so well.
Today is my best friend's birthday. She's 32. I know she's 32 because we are the same age so I subtracted 1974 from 2006 because for a few minutes I thought I might be 33 already. But I was wrong. Thank Goddess. I've got a few more months until that milestone. Unfortunately the silly bitch doesn't have either a passport or a birth certificate so her birthday jaunt to Mexico had to be postponed.
(note to B'Jo: You heard me bitching for HOW long about needing to get a passport???)
So, without further ado, my Ode to Billie Jo:
Here's to rockin out all day long in your birthday suit!