i’m going to be rockin’ out to staind so hardcore i can’t fucking take it!
so freaking excited.
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
so far, this weekend is kicking some serious ass.
yesterday was the boy’s birthday, and celebrating took place. celebrating and spankings because he is ooooooolllllllllllddddddd now. heh. of course, when you get to be as old as he is now, the only way to properly cope is with large quantities of alcohol. since, that’s the best way to cope with anything, really. mr. daniels has excellent coping attributes (shut up, midget). in fact, the lovely staff at Our House agree with my coping methods and provided us with lots of celebratory libations for the boy. including a really disgusting, but complimentary, bottle of champagne in honor of his exceptionally advanced age. which, the thought is what counts here. that was mighty spiffy of them. much jack was also consumed.
and finally, FINALLY, i can completely give into the super, mega, ginormous, freak-out glee that WE’RE GOING TO SEE ETTA FUCKING JAMES in like, three weeks!!! YES!!!!! so freaking excited. hell, i’ve been so freaking excited since for-fucking-ever, but it had to be a secret. secrets suck, yo. they are hard to keep. or rather, they are hard to keep when they’re this fucking awesome. but see, now the boy knows that we’re going and i can totally freak out left & right.
OH MY GOD ETTA FUCKING JAMES!!!
::dies messily::
oh man, i can’t freaking wait.
