CAN SAY ONE THING

day started with "it's my birfday"
spent at work. washing the dirtyass truck. then working the information center for a few hours with the coolest dude ever. and the sweetest dude ever brought me pink roses from his ranch. cut to shower. sweating straight from shower in 95 degree heat. and sitting on my computer in the only semi-cool restaurant in town. free drink from peeps at work. i don't think they know it's my birthday. i could probably squeeze another from them but i shant. it's not the worst 1 out of 25. i can say that.