I should probably stop announcing that I'm home alone... people are going to find out where I live and come murder me or something. But really, being home alone sucks, especially when it's dark, I live on the top of a freaking mountain, and it's windy as hell so there's all sorts of creepy noises. At least Lucy is here to "protect" me... until someone comes in and she rolls over to get her belly rubbed. Horrible attack dog.
I'm mad that Daylight Savings Time starts on my birthday, it makes my day an hour short. Only 23 hours for my bday? WHACK. Granted, we're going all out, but seriously. Speaking of, I totally need to call BP and reserve my VIP... whatev. I don't really want to do anything... I'd say that's a secret, but it's not. I hate my birthday. Too much hype and I always get disappointed. I can guarantee that E won't show up, even though he promised multiple times that he's going to spend my birthday with me. That's cool, only 2 months after I had a freaking baby you decide to see me again. I should invite C too and watch the drama unfold. lol. I need some entertainment in my life.
Speaking of drama, my sister likes to cause it, and it's funny. Talking smack to girls that hate me... I hope she does it again tonight, I like hearing the stories when she comes home. It's funny, because the girls are bigger than her, but she could kick their asses, so the shit talking just cracks me up.
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